Seeing the red wagon, he made for it, and drew rein.
"It's no good, Jean Jacques," he called.

"They're married and gone to Montreal--married right under our noses by the Protestant minister at Terrebasse Junction.

I've got the telegram here from the stationmaster at Terrebasse....

Ah, the villain to steal away like that--only a child--from her own father! Here it is--the telegram.

But believe me, an actor, a Protestant and a foreigner--what a devil's mess!" He waved the telegram towards Jean Jacques.
"Did he owe you anything, Louis ?" asked old Mere Langlois, whose practical mind was alert to find the material status of things.
"Not a sou.