Tell me, m'sieu', where's your woman ?" Having asked the question, he remained standing.

"Where's your woman ?" the habitant had asked.

Carnac's breath came quick and sharp.

There were many hundreds present, and a good number of them were foes.

Barode Barouche was on the same platform.
Not only Carnac was stirred by the question, for Barouche, who had listened to his foe's speech with admiring anxiety, was startled.
"Where's your woman ?" was not a phrase to be asked anyhow, or anywhere.
Barouche was glad of the incident.