“Of course. I reach Belleville at eight, drive into the courtyard, and say the horses are tired and must rest from eight till ten, and from eight to ten—”
“You can fool Père Lollier.”
“Well, there you are, Antoine!”
“There I am! When a fellow’s young he goes with the young ‘uns; when he’s a bachelor he’s in with the bachelors; when he’s old and a papa, he can go with the papas, and cry, ‘Long live the papas.’”
“Then, my good Antoine, you’ll lend me your best jacket and breeches?”
“I’ve just got a new jacket and breeches that I’ve never worn.”
“And you’ll let me take your place?”
“With pleasure.”
“Then I’ll give you five louis for earnest money.”
“And the rest?”