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Gad'rabotin respe d'la compagnie if dere is a ship of de King coum to de Ecrehoses, and de hofficier say to me" he tapped his breast "'Jean Touzel, tak de ships of de King trough de rocks, ah bah, I would rememb' mon onc' 'Lias. I would say, 'A bi'tot-good-bye.... Slowlee slowlee! We are at de place. Bear wif de land, ma'm'selle! Steadee! As you go! V'la! hitch now, Maitre Ranulph."

'I will take no reward, say mon onc' 'Lias, 'but, for a leetle pourboire, you will give me de privator eh? 'Milles sacres' say de hofficier, 'mines saeres de privator! he say, ver' surprise'. 'Man doux d'la vie I am damned! 'You are damned trulee, if you do not get into de Ecrehoses, say mon onc' 'Lias 'A bi'tot, good-bye! he say.

"Oh, these Frenchwomen!" he muttered, while his imagination lost itself in considerations somewhat more elevated, as he made comparisons and projects. "Quoi v'la tous les cancans d'la s'maine!" sang Gertrude, a proud damsel, who was looking roguishly askance at the Captain-General.

Mon onc' 'Lias he have been to Hengland, he have sing 'God save our greshus King'; so he t'ink a leetle Ef he go to de French, likely dey will hang him. Mon onc' 'Lias, he is what you call patreeteesm. He say, 'Hengland, she is mine trejous. Efin, he sail straight for de Henglish ships. Dat is de greates' man, mon onc' 'Lias respe d'la compagnie! he coum on de side which is not fighting.

She didn't feel up to experimenting with the new coiffure d'la Lady Sylvia Southwoode; even the exertion of putting up her hair the usual way made her uncomfortably conscious of the blackberry cobbler. She wasn't yet dressed when Mr. Briggs called for her. Mother came in to help. "Sure you feel all right?" she enquired solicitously. "Oh, yes fine!" said Missy.

"Black beganne," she cried; "how dare you! V'la into your pocket with it!" He did as he was bid, humming to himself again: "M'sieu' de la Palisse is dead, Dead of a maladie; Quart' of an hour before his death He could breathe like you and mel Ah bah, the poor M'sieu' De la Palisse is dead!" "Shut up! Man doux d'la vie, you chatter like a monkey!"

He babbled it all the way, and chiefly about a mythical Uncle Elias, who was the text for many a sermon. "Times past," said he, as they neared Maitre Ile, "mon onc' 'Lias he knows these Ecrehoses better as all the peoples of the world respe d'la compagnie. Mon onc' 'Lias he was a fine man.

"Have you thought that for all these years I've believed one word? Secours d'la vie, of what use is faith, what use to trust, if you thought I believed! I do not know the truth, for you have not told me; but I do know, as I know I have a heart in me I do know that there never was any wrong in you. It is you who forget," he added quickly "it is you who forget.

I t'ink it is from de Bible or from de helmanac sacre moi, I not know.... If I talk too much you give me dat black-jack." They gave him the black-jack. After he had drunk and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, he went on: "O my good-ma'm'selle, a leetle more to de wind. Ah, dat is right trejous!... Dat fight it go like two bulls on a vergee respe d'la compagnie.

"Have you thought that for all these years I've believed one word? Secours d'la vie, of what use is faith, what use to trust, if you thought I believed! I do not know the truth, for you have not told me; but I do know, as I know I have a heart in me I do know that there never was any wrong in you. It is you who forget," he added quickly "it is you who forget.