"Isn't she bad-tempered to-day!" he resumed at last, turning towards Gerard.

"What have you done to her that I find her in such a state ?" But the young man, who kept very quiet for fear lest he himself might be bespattered in the course of the dispute, continued to stretch himself out in a languid way and gave no answer.
But Silviane's anger burst forth.

"What has he done to me?
He has pitied me for being at the mercy of such a man as you--so egotistical, so insensible to the insults heaped upon me.

Ought you not to be the first to bound with indignation?
Ought you not to have exacted my admittance to the Comedie as a reparation for the insult?
For, after all, it is a defeat for you; if I'm considered unworthy, you are struck at the same time as I am.

And so I'm a drab, eh?
Say at once that I'm a creature to be driven away from all respectable houses." She went on in this style, coming at last to vile words, the abominable words which, in moments of anger, always ended by returning to her innocent-looking lips.