Do you understand, Henri Durant?
HE IS NOT FOR SALE!" "OUI," gasped Durant, amazed.
"And when you reach Post Fort O' God, m'sieu, you will tell LE FACTEUR that Jacques is dead, and how he died, and say that some one must be sent for the baby and me.

We will stay here until then." "OUI," said Durant again, backing to the door.
He had never seen her like that.

He wondered how Jacques Le Beau could swear at her, and strike her.

For himself, he was afraid.

Standing there with those wonderful eyes and white face, with the baby in her arms, and her shining hair over her breasts, she made him think of a picture he had once seen of the Blessed Lady.
He went out through the door and back to the sapling cage where Miki lay.