'He has frightened Alphonse out of his wits; look!' and he pointed to the Frenchman, who, with a scared white face and trembling limbs, was making his way into the house.

'I don't think that he will ever laugh at "le monsieur noir" again.' 'Yes,' answered I, 'it is ill jesting with such as he.

When he is roused he is like a fiend, and yet he has a kind heart in his own fierce way.

I remember years ago seeing him nurse a sick child for a week.

He is a strange character, but true as steel, and a strong stick to rest on in danger.' 'He says he smells blood,' said Mr Mackenzie.