human
Monsieur, said the captain, holding up the irons,
gpt
Madame de la Fontaine does you the honour of desiring an interview in the saloon. May I venture to enquire your pleasure?
human
I give you my word of honour,
gpt
Ah, monsieur, murmured the captain,
human
Yes, yes, said Dan, striving to conceal his irritation.
gpt
But spare me, I beg, your explanations. As you know, I am practically helpless. We understand each other. I trust that Madame de la Fontaine will give me an explanation of the outrage that you have refused.
human
exclaimed the captain. He waved his hand toward the door.