"Yes, I sent them, Grandois.

May I come and see madame and the boy to-morrow ?" The incident had taken a favourable turn.
"It's about even-things between us, Grandois ?" asked Carnac, and held out his hand.

"My father hit you, but you hit him harder by forgetting about the smallpox and the rent, and also by drinking up the cash that ought to have paid the rent.

It doesn't matter now that the rent was never paid, but it does that you recall the smallpox debt.

Can't you say a word for me, Grandois?
You're a big man here among all the workers.
I'm a better Frenchman than the man I'm trying to turn out.