"Bargain."
"And you will swear an information?"
"Vill swear."
"Where shall I find you?--to-morrow morning, say?"
Thérèse shook her head despondingly, and looked at her children. "Hungry."
"Who's your buck?"
"Paul was."
"I know Paul. Has he turned you off?"
"Got Fidèle."
"Aha! That's it, is it? And you know where those bones are? Sure?"