"Eh, Lajeunesse, that's so, isn't it ?" "What the devil do I know about aristocrats!" said Lajeunesse.
"You're among the best of the land, now that Madelinette's married to the Seigneur.

You ought to wear a collar every day." "Bah!" answered the blacksmith.

"I'm only old Lajeunesse the blacksmith, though she's my girl, dear lads.

I was Joe Lajeunesse yesterday, and I'll be Joe Lajeunesse to-morrow, and I'll die Joe Lajeunesse the forgeron--bagosh! So you take me as you find me.

M'sieu' Racine doesn't marry me.