“Oh! Whip is first-rate.”
Everything, in short, about the store, the farm, the business of various descriptions being satisfactorily gone over, there was no occasion for farther delay. It was time to proceed.
“Eh! Men—adieu! hon voyage!”
“Arrachez—mes gens!” (Go ahead, men!)
Then suddenly—“Arrétez—arrétez!” (Stop, stop!)
“Comment se portent Madame Rolette ct les enfans?”
(How are Mrs. Rolette and the children?)
This day, with its excitement, was at length over, and we retired to our rest, thankful that we had not General Root and his secretary close to our bed’s head, with their budget of political news.