"Why, of course I do, you beast!"
"Well, then, my field is behind Montargis! I was at work when you came along the road, with a travelling-bag on your back."
"'Well, well, my friend," said you, 'what are you doing? Come, why don't you speak?'
"'I am hoeing, Master. I am ready to answer your questions.'
"'How much does this work of yours pay you?'
"'Year in and year out, about four sous a day.'
"'Would you like to earn twenty crowns in two weeks?'
"'Oh, oh!'
"'Say yes or no.'
"'Yes, indeed, I should.'