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But the veritable root of all evil is Zut, and Zut sits smiling in Jean-Baptiste's doorway, and cares naught for anything in the world, save the sunlight and her midday meal.
Brocq now got in a word: "In the first place," he said, "you know quite well you would do a very stupid thing if you married me; I have not the usual dowry, far from it! Then I am not of your world. Can you see me in a drawing-room, playing my tricks with the colonel's wife, the general's wife, with the whole blessed lot of them? Zut! I am just what I am, just Bobinette."...
What goes on under my nose, I see; and if you imagine otherwise you are a bigger simpleton that you take me for." She snapped her fingers viciously in Sofia's crimsoned face, uttered a contemptuous "Zut!" and waddled off, shaking her head and growling to herself. Sofia felt stunned.
Espérance hastened to prepare a saucer of milk, and, when this was exhausted, added a generous portion of fish, and Zut then made a tour of the shop, rubbing herself against the chair-legs, and receiving the homage of customers and duck-clad assistants alike.
They'd tell me down here that I'll never see Him. Zut! I'll take that chance not such a long shot either.
You clasp the hand of this duke who plays the sailor under the name of Picard, who hails you as a future emperor, and stabs you behind your back? How? Double-face that he is, have I not proof that he has written detail after detail of this conspiracy to the Quai d'Orsay, and that he has clung to you only to gain his share of what is yours? Zut! Come back with me and let your own ears testify.
At last she said: "Zut!", snatched the book from him, flung it into a corner of the room, and said: "Holidays! The hour has struck!... Now let us go out." He was a little anxious about her part and asked: "You think you will know it?" She replied confidently: "Certainly. What is the prompter for?" She went into her room to put on her hat.
He would trust to his legs and his mother wit, which had always helped him out of his scrapes thus far. His decision was quickly made. "Ah, zut! I've had enough of it; I'm off!" He broke through the line of the escort, and with a single bound was in the field, Chouteau following his example and running at his side.
If the final cadence of the book is a dagger thrust the prelude is a subtle poison, rafflesia, a Sumatran plant, intended for the hero, Tancred Ennever, but consumed with fatal results by his faithful fox terrier, Zut Alors. The story is arresting and, as frequently happens in Saltus romances, a man finds himself no match for a woman. "A Transient Guest" is dedicated to K. J. M.
More low prostrations, and then, "Et c'est toi vieille croute qui imagines que tu as chasse les Francais de ce pays en 1812?" More strenuous crossings, "Ah! Zut alors! et re-zut, et re-re zut! sale planche!" which may be Englished very freely as "Ah! you old painted board, you can have no conception of what I think of you!
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