She had often debated this with Sylvestre, who could not understand either.
"But still, he's the lad for you to marry, Gaud," said Sylvestre, "if your father allowed ye.

In the whole country round you'd not find his like.

First, let me tell 'ee, he's a rare good one, though he mayn't look it.

He seldom gets tipsy.

He sometimes is stubborn, but is very pliable for all that.