"With pleasure."
"I have also a godson, a deserving lad, who is anxious to take orders, and for whom I am obliged to pay heavily for board."
"So that you would prefer that he should take the musket, eh? Send me the godson and the nephew; it will cost you only five hundred livres for the two."
"Five hundred livres! I don't understand."
"Why, of course, they have to pay on entering the company."
"Then why did you make me pay for the privilege of not entering it?"
"There were special reasons for that. Your nephew and your godson will pay two hundred and fifty livres each, and you will never hear of them again."
"The devil! that's an alluring prospect, do you know? They will be well cared for?"
"I give you my word that when they have once tasted service under my orders, they wouldn't change places with the Emperor of China. Ask these good fellows how I keep them. Tell him, Barrabas; tell him, Carrotel."
"In truth," said Barrabas, "we live like lords."