We have to build the new plant, yes, _oui_?
Then, _bon_, we shall build eet in the forest, where there is the lumber." "Quite so.

And then who will build a railroad switch that can negotiate the hills to the mill ?" "Ah!" Ba'tiste clapped a hand to his forehead.

"_Veritas_?
I am the prize, what-you-say, squash! Ba'teese, he never think of eet!" A moment he sat glum, only to surge with another idea.

"But, now, Ba'teese have eet! He shall go to Medaine! He shall tell her to write to the district attorney of Boston--that he will tell her--" "It was part of my agreement, Ba'tiste, that he be forced to make no statements regarding my innocence." "Ah, but--" "It was either that, or lose the machinery.

He's in business.