"And as much more in a week," continued Marc calmly, still gazing steadily at his friend.
"I will take it."
"You will take it!" cried Hexe-Baizel—"you will take it! I believe you, but who will pay for it?"
"Silence!" said Marc roughly.
"Hullin will take it; his word is enough."
Then, stretching out his broad hand to the sabot-maker, he exclaimed:
"Jean-Claude, here is my hand! The powder and lead are yours; but I wish to stand my share of the expense. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Marc, but I intend to pay at once."
"He will pay himself," cried Hexe-Baizel. "Do you hear?"