The artful creature at once comprehended that she was injuring herself by allowing him thus to read her soul; she collected her features, and in a complaining voice said: "In the name of heaven, sir, tell me if it is to you, if it is to your government, if it is to an enemy I am to attribute the violence that is done me?"
«Au nom du Ciel, monsieur! dites-moi si c'est à vous, si c'est à votre gouvernement, si c'est à un ennemi que je dois attribuer la violence que l'on me fait?