Besides, he hasn't been seen for five years." A faint smile passed over Shangois's face.

"Yesterday," he said, "he had not been seen for five years, but to-day he is in Bonaventure." "The devil!" said Lavilette, dropping a fist on the table, and staring at the notary; for he was not present in the afternoon when Castine passed by.
"What difference does that make ?" snarled Farcinelle.

"I'll bet he's got nothing more than what he went away with, and that wasn't a sou markee!" A provoking smile flickered at the corners of Shangois's mouth, and he said, with a dry inflection, as he dipped and redipped his quill pen in the inkhorn: "He has a bear, my friends, which dances very well." Farcinelle guffawed.

"St.Mary!" said he, slapping his leg, "we'll have the bear at the wedding, and I'll have that farm of Vanne Castine's.

What does he want of a farm?
He's got a bear.