"Well, well," said Micou, with a groan, "I directly went about your little commissions."
"That's all right, daddy. I knew well enough that you would not forget your friends. And my tobacco?"
"I have left two pounds at the lodge, my boy."
"Is it good?"
"Cannot be better."
"And the knuckle of ham?"
"Left at the lodge, also, with a four-pound white loaf; and I have added something that will surprise you, in the shape of a dozen hard eggs and a Dutch cheese."
"This is what I call doing the thing like a friend! And the wine?"
"Six bottles of capital. But, you know, you will only have one bottle a day."
"Well, that can't be helped, and so one must make up one's mind to it."