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I thought he had the Regiment of Bearn for a number of them to say nothing of the honest people of the Colony," replied Poulariez, impatiently. "The Honnetes Gens, you mean!" exclaimed Des Meloises.

"They talk about those Jansenist convulsionnaires at the tomb of Master Paris, which are setting all France by the ears," exclaimed Monredin, "but I say there is nothing so contagious as the drinking of a glass of wine like that." "And the glass gives us convulsions too, Monredin, if we try it too often, and no miracle about it either," remarked Poulariez.

Monredin looked up, red and puffy, as if needing a bridle to check his fast gait. "But they say we are to have peace soon. Is that true, Des Meloises?" asked Poulariez. "You ought to know what is under the cards before they are played." "No, I don't know; and I hope the report is not true. Who wants peace yet? It would ruin the King's friends in the Colony."

Des Meloises looked as statesmanlike as he could when delivering this dictum. "Ruin the King's friends! Who are they, Des Meloises?" asked Poulariez, with a look of well-assumed surprise. "Why, the associates of the Grand Company, to be sure! What other friends has the King got in New France?" "Really!

"Well, Poulariez, all I have to say is that if this Colony is to be kept up for the sake of a lot of shopkeepers, wood-choppers, cobblers, and farmers, the sooner the King hands it over to the devil or the English the better!" Poulariex looked indignant enough; but from the others a loud laugh followed this sally. The Chevalier des Meloises pulled out his watch.

Troops lined intrenchments till day, while the General walked the field that adjoined his headquarters till one in the morning, accompanied by the Chevalier Johnstone and Colonel Poulariez. Johnstone says that he was in great agitation, and took no rest all night. At daybreak he heard the sound of cannon above the town. It was the battery at Samos firing on the English ships.

On going out he met Lieutenant-colonels Dalquier and Poulariez, whom he begged to prevent the apprehended disgrace; and, in fact, if Vaudreuil really meant to capitulate for the colony, he was presently dissuaded by firmer spirits than his own.

The old curmudgeon of a broker at the corner of the Cul de Sac had the impudence to ask me fifty per cent. discount upon my drafts on Bourdeaux! I agree with Des Meloises there: business may be a good thing for those who handle it, but devil touch their dirty fingers for me!" "Don't condemn all of them, Emeric," said Captain Poulariez, a quiet, resolute-looking officer.