Meanwhile, remember your sister's honour is in pawn to me.
Should you forget to return with the dowry, you will not consider it unreasonable that I forget to marry her." Levasseur's smiling eyes, intent upon the young man's face, saw the horror that crept into his glance.

M.d'Ogeron cast a wild glance at mademoiselle, and observed the grey despair that had almost stamped the beauty from her face.

Disgust and fury swept across his countenance.
Then he braced himself and answered resolutely: "No, you dog! A thousand times, no!" "You are foolish to persist." Levasseur spoke without anger, with a coldly mocking regret.

His fingers had been busy tying knots in a length of whipcord.

He held it up.