“I not wait any longer now,” announced Honoré, giving rein to fierce eagerness. “I go to de war to-day.”
“But de camp is move',” objected Clethera.
“I have pass' de examin', and I know de man to go to when I am ready; he promis' to get me into de war. Jules have de sails up now, ready to take me across to de train.”
“But who will have de boat when you are gone, Honoré?”
“Jules. And he bring Melinda to de house.”
“She not come. She not leave her own house. She take her 'usban' in.”
“Then Jules must rent de house. You not detest poor Jules?”
“I not detest him like de hudder one.”
“Au 'voir, Clethera.”
“Au 'voir, Honoré.”