Then I curse le bon Dieu.

They know me in that place: I can do nothing unless I will go to an 'otel--to be for the officers, you understand?
I say, Non.

I sell my things and I come here.

Here I do well--you understand?
I am careful; I have now my home.

But this is what I tell you, Peterr: one does wrong to curse le bon Dieu.