She turned on the saddler and the baker.
"I hope you'll learn a lesson," she cried triumphantly.

"I've always said the tailor was quite the gentleman; and now you see how your betters call him.

No, M'sieu', the gentleman will not answer," she added to the Seigneur.
"He is in bed yet, Madame ?" "His bed is empty there, M'sieu'," she said, impressively, and pointing.
"I suppose I should trust you in this matter; I suppose you should know.
But, Dauphin--what does Dauphin say ?" The saddler laughed outright.

Maximilian Cour suddenly blushed in sympathy with Madame Dauphin, who now saw the drift of the Seigneur's remarks, and was sensibly agitated, as the Seigneur had meant her to be.
Had she not turned Dauphin's human sympathies into a crime?
Had not the Notary supported the Seigneur in his friendly offices to Paulette Dubois; and had not Madame troubled her husband's life because of it?
Madame bridled up now--with discretion, for it was not her cue to offend the Seigneur.
"All the village knows his bed's empty there, M'sieu'," she said, with tightening lips.
"I am subtracted from the total, then ?" he asked drily.
"You have been away for the last five days--" "Come, now, how did you know that ?" "Everybody knows it.

You went away with the Colonel and the soldiers on St.Jean Baptiste's day.