Will you bring him to see me at the Manor, my dear Cure ?" he added.

"He will not go.

I have asked him." "Then I shall visit him at his tailor-shop," said the Seigneur.

"I need a new suit." "But you always had your clothes made in Quebec, Monsieur," said the Notary, still carping.
"We never had such a tailor," answered the Seigneur.
"We'll hear more of him before we're done with him," obstinately urged the Notary.
"It would give Dauphin the greatest pleasure if our tailor proved to be a murderer or a robber.

I suppose you believe that he stole our little cross here," the Cure added, turning to the church door, where his eye lingered lovingly on the relic, hanging on a pillar just inside, whither he had had it removed.
"I'm not sure yet he hadn't something to do with it," was the stubborn response.
"If he did, may it bring him peace at last!" said the Cure piously.