“Why?”
The fear of the doctor seemed to cure Belhomme. He straightened up without, however, dropping his handkerchief.
“What! You have money for them, for those loafers? He would have come once, twice, three times, four times, five times! That means two five-franc pieces, two five-franc pieces, for sure. And what would he have done, the loafer, tell me, what would he have done? Can you tell me?”
Caniveau was laughing.
“No, I don't know. Where are you going?”
“I am going to Havre, to see Chambrelan.”
“Who is Chambrelan?”
“The healer, of course.”
“What healer?”
“The healer who cured my father.”