"A rare rascal!" said the captain, "who thinks me obliged to go to all the women who love me! or who say they do. And what if, by chance, she should resemble you, you face of a screech−owl? Tell the woman who has sent you that I am about to marry, and that she may go to the devil!"
– Rare faquin ! dit le capitaine, qui me croit obligé d’aller chez toutes les femmes qui m’aiment ! ou qui le disent ! – Et si par hasard elle te ressemble, face de chat-huant ? – Dis à celle qui t’envoie que je vais me marier, et qu’elle aille au diable !