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"You know that just as well as I. Don't you remember the county surveyors told us so last year?" "An' you tink you goin' pull dat toboggan all way back wid you h'arm all bad an' you seek, lookin' lak' one ghosts! Excuse me, Monsieur Hugo, but you one beeg fool. My man Papineau 'e come back from de traps to-morrow an' heem pull de young lady 'ome wid de dogs. You no fit to go.

And you know well, mes amis, that once we lie at the wharf of Monsieur Edouard, not the government even of the state will touch us yonder?" "My faith, non! I should say it certain' not! No man he'll mawnkey wit' Monsieur Edouard, heem! You'll was know him, Monsieur?" "We went to school together. We smoked the same pipe." "My faith! You'll know Monsieur Edouard!" The keeper shook my hand.

"Dat beeg feller hees roll Fadder Mike up in one beeg bunch an' stick heem in hees pocket. Dat feller he's not 'fraid noting. Beeg blam-fool, jus' lak ole boss, for sure." "I guess he must be good stuff, Rainy, if you put him in that class." "Dat's hees place," averred Rainy with emphasis. "Jus' lak ole boss." At this point Carroll came in. "Hello, Perault!" he said.

Mebbe yer doesn't jist feel like reskin' it?" "How about your wife and children, Sammy?" I asked. "There is no one depending on me." He took a long look, quietly gauging the possibilities. "I'm a-thinkin' we's like to make it all right," he finally told me. "And what about you and the little boy, Frenchy?" I asked the other man. "Me go orright," he answered. "Me see heem baby again."

And all I ask is a chance, with a rifle-butt, at the skull of the Hun who downs him!" "Downs Bruce?" queried Vivier in fine scorn. "The boche he is no borned who can do it. Bruce has what you call it, in Ainglish, the 'charm life. He go safe, where other caniche be pepper-potted full of holes. I've watch heem. I know."

A few seconds later the hidden boys heard the door of the French teacher's room open, and saw him come out. "It is some meestake," they heard him murmur. "Zis ees for Professor Grimm. I will take it to heem," and he walked along the corridor toward the elderly instructor's apartment. "Act one," whispered Sam. "Now for the second."

"Well, one tam," said Moise, reaching to the fire to get a coal for his pipe, and leaning back against a blanket-roll, "all fox that ron wild was red, like some fox is red to-day. But those tam was some good fox an' some bad fox. Then Wiesacajac, he'll get mad with some fox an' mark heem that way. He'll been bad fox, that's how he get mark." "Wiesacajac?" asked Rob. "What do you mean by that?"

"In twent' t'ous'nd moon mak' heem how much?" he questioned. In all his life Wabigoon had never heard Mukoki joke before, and with a wild whoop of joy he rolled the stoical old pathfinder off the rock on which he was sitting, and Rod joined heartily in Wabi's merriment. And Mukoki's question proved not to be so much of a joke after all, as the boys were soon to learn.

His black eyes snapped, his hair bristled, he arose from his chair and gesticulated. "Every year I geev heem three ship! Three ship!" he repeated, thrusting three stubby fingers at Welton's face. "Three little ship! I stay all summer! He never say permit. Thees year he kip me out." "Give any reason?" asked Welton. "He say my ship feed over the line in gov'ment land." "Did they?"

A door and a window faced the creek, a window of tiny panes, a door that stood partly open, sagging forlornly upon its hinges. "Is that the house?" Thompson asked. It seemed to him scarcely credible. He suspected his guides, as he had before suspected them, of some rude jest at his expense. "Dat's heem," Breyette answered. "Let's tak' leetle more close look on heem."