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?"
En nombre del cielo, señor, decidme si es a vos, a vuestro gobierno, o a un enemigo al que debo atribuir la violencia que se me hace.