"I speak!" he cried.
"This Jean Bateese Gagnon," explained Simon to Ambrose.
"Simon Grampierre say wait!" cried the little man passionately.
"Always he say, 'Wait, wait, wait!' All right for Simon Grampierre to wait.

He got plenty beef and potatoes and goods in his house.

He can wait.
"What will a poor man do while he wait?
What will I do--starve, and see my children starve?
If we not sell grain we get no credit at the store.

Where I get warm clothes for the winter and meat and sugar and powder for my gun?
"What do we wait for, _un miracle_?
Do we wait for Gaviller's heart to soften?
We wait a long tam for that I fink, me! While we wait I think Gaviller get busy.

He say he come and cut our grain.