Aah! Well, I will sign with Sieur Becquet. You know why? Real shoes! Not moccasins, but shoes. Sieur Becquet has promised me a pair of French shoes from the first convoy that arrives! What a good bargain! I will be paid well at the end of the year, and I can eat well, and I can share their home. So, I will go and see that it is written up properly. He may put his work in the contract, but I will see that my shoes are in the contract.

What happened to Ollivier Daniel?