Frank picked Abigail up and carried her, with Tom and Benjamin trailing. He walked off toward the kitchen, looking back over his shoulder at Nicole.
Elysée said, "Remember, Raoul, this is my grandson."
"Your grandson!" Raoul spat.
Auguste held out his right hand to Raoul. "I sorry you angry. Want be friend."
In a moment, Pierre thought, he would have to get between them. But his stomach hurt so badly that he could hardly move.
"If you want to be my friend, you mongrel bastard, get as far away from this house and from me as you can," Raoul said.
Auguste took another step toward Raoul, still holding out his hand. He'd learned about shaking hands from Frank Hopkins just a little while ago, Pierre remembered.
"Auguste, no!" Pierre cried.
"Don't you try to touch me, redskin."
Raoul thrust out his own hand and struck at Auguste's. He grabbed Auguste's shirt, twisting the buckskin in his big hand.