I looked round with eyes of disgust, and my gorge rose.

They had spilled oil, and the place reeked foully.
'VENTRE BLEU!' I said.

'Is this conduct in a gentleman's house, you rascals?
MA VIE! If I had you I would send half of you to the wooden horse!' They gazed at me open-mouthed; my arrogance startled them.

The sergeant alone scowled.

When he could find his voice for rage-- 'This way!' he said.