“To be sure, monsieur, as it’s the pay for our work.”
“Well, Monsieur Georget, I take you for my messenger from to-day; and it’s my pleasure to pay you two francs for every errand that you do for me.”
“Oh! that is too much, monsieur; no one ever pays as much as that.”
“If it suits me to pay that price, do you propose to prevent me from being more generous than other people?—You understand then, the twenty francs that you have received is a payment in advance on account of the errands you may do for me.”
“Yes, monsieur; then it’s for ten errands.”
“Exactly, for ten errands.”
“Confound it! now it’s the sugar! well, call it one errand more.”
“Monsieur is mistaken; it was at least nine pounds of sugar, and that makes—that makes—I don’t know just the price of sugar.”
“Nor I; say no more about it, and don’t bother me with all these trifles!”