"That's hit you where you're tender, Grandois.

What you got to say to that ?" The intense black eyes of the habitant sparkled wickedly, his jaws set with passion, and his sturdy frame seemed to fasten to the ground.

His gnarled hands now shot out fiercely.
"What I got to say! Only this: John Grier played the devil's part.

He turned me and my family out into the streets in winter-time, and the law upheld him, old beast that he was--sacre diable!" "Beast-devil! Grandois, those are hard words about a man in his son's presence, and they're not true.

You think you can say such things because I'm standing for Parliament.