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"Never a `thank you' for gittin' half killed in place of his kid." Perault walked up to Shock, and offering his hand, said in a voice husky and broken, "Dat's two for you dis even' me an' dat leele feller. For me I can't spik my heart," smiting himself on the breast, "but my heart dat's your own now, by gar!" He wrung Shock's hand in both of his and turned quickly away.
De ole boss he say 'Perault, we mak de passage, eh? 'No, I say, 'we try noder crossing. 'How far? he say. 'Two tree mile' 'Guess try heem here, he say, an' no matter how I say heem be blam-fool for try, dat ole boss hees laf small, leele laf an' mak de start.
"But why is father coming back then?" asked the girl anxiously. "Mais oui! Bah! Dat leele fool pony got hisself dron on de Black Dog, an' all hees stuff, so de ole boss he mus' come back for more pony an' more stuff." "When will they be here, Perault?" asked the girl quietly. "Ver' soon. One two hour. But," said Perault with some hesitation, "de ole boss better go on bed leele spell, mebbe."
Sap-r-r-e! Not long before I pull on dat rope an' get bot on shore. Beeg feller hees all right. De ole boss hees lie white, white and still. I cry on my eye bad. 'Go get someting for dreenk, say beeg feller, 'queek. Sac-r-re! beeg fool messef! Bah! Good for noting! I fin' brandy, an' leele tam, tree-four minute, de ole boss bees sit up all right. Le Bon Dieu hees do good turn dat time, for sure.
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