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Wit' these two hands I have choke' ze polar bear to deat'. I am strongest man w'at ees in all nort' countree. I pack four hundre' pound ovair portage. I crack ze caribou bones wit' my teeth, lak a dog. I run sixt' or hundre' miles wit'out stop for rest. I pull down trees w'at oder man cut wit' axe. I am not 'fraid of not'ing. You lissen? You hear w'at I say?" "I hear you."
The man grinned, showing two magnificent rows of strong white teeth. "I belong to Detroit?" he replied. "Nevaire! I belong to no place. I am ze Frenchman; le Canadien; voyageur, coureur du bois, l'homme of ze wind ovair ze mountains an' ze plain. I am Pierre Louis Lajeunais, who was born at Trois Rivières in ze Province of Quebec, which is a long way from here."
Don't speak in these confounded figures of speech, you know, but say up and down how much?" "De brigands haf talk you ovair, an' dey will haf no price." "What the devil is all that rot about?" "Dey will haf youair blood." "My blood?" "Yes." "And pray, my good fellow, what good is that going to do them?" "It is vengeance," said Girasole. "Vengeance? Pooh! Nonsense! What rot! What have I ever done?"
Monsieur Deville, quickly recovering his habitual gaiety, chirruped: "Have I not said, Mees Hale, to your father that hees gairl sall be safe as ze baby in ze cradle? Have I not keep my word? Ze leetle blow of ze wind, it is all ovair. What we care now for ze boat-wreckair, ze bad robbair? Voila! have we not brush away ze mosquito?
"Eet ees notin," said he, in a tremulous voice. "Eet ees all ovair. Eet ees only a false alarm." Mrs. Willoughby retreated to her room, and Minnie said nothing. As for Ethel, the suspense with her had passed away as the report of the pistol came to her ears.
"I choke you lak w'ite bear, I t'row you ovair my should'r, I mash you lak leetle strawberr', I " He paused in his task to advance with a formidable gesture. "Not now," warned Carrigan. "I'm still a bit groggy, Bateese." He pointed down at the bed. "I'm driving HER from that," he said. "I don't like it. Is she sleepin' over there in the camp?" "Mebby an' mebby not, m'sieu," growled Bateese.
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