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'De King will reward you, man alive, he say. Mon onc' 'Lias he touch his breast and speak out. 'Mon hofficier, my reward is here trejous. I will take you into de Ecrehoses. 'Coum up and save de King's ships, says de hofficier.
'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.
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.
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."
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."
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.
'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.
'De King will reward you, man alive, he say. Mon onc' 'Lias he touch his breast and speak out. 'Mon hofficier, my reward is here trejous. I will take you into de Ecrehoses. 'Coum up and save de King's ships, says de hofficier.
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