Flee!" The sailor came out of his scornful indifference.

Anger was lending a hostile gleam to his glance.

He was furious to think that those foreigners could pursue him in his own country; it was as though they were attacking him beside his own hearth.

National pride augmented his wrath.
"Let them come," he said.

"I'd like to see them this very day." And he looked around, clenching his fists as though these innumerable and unknown enemies were about to come out from the walls.
"They are also beginning to consider me as an enemy," continued the woman.