Have some of our cold goose, and there is still a drop of cognac in my flask." "Tut, tut, my son, if I take anything but the very simplest living it makes me so lazy that I become a snail indeed." "But you have no gun and no food.

How do you live ?" "Oh, the good God has placed plenty of food in these forests for a traveller who dare not eat very much.

I have had wild plums, and wild grapes, and nuts and cranberries, and a nice little dish of _tripe-de-mere_ from the rocks." The woodsman made a wry face at the mention of this delicacy.
"I had as soon eat a pot of glue," said he.

"But what is this which you carry on your back ?" "It is my church.

Ah, I have everything here, tent, altar, surplice, everything.