cutler

The jarvis' went to church, the cutlers didn'T.

" But, " she replied, and laughed, " the cutler is your friend" .

Friar Ange threw himself on the cutler, who fell to the ground, and by his fall upset the table and pitchers.

" Barbe, sleep in peace; as I have just said to the limping cutler: 'You are a holy and worthy woman'."

I told him it was not the right moment to do so, and he insisting on it, the limping cutler, who was sitting by me, tore his beard rather roughly.

My father's surprise was easily explained. Friar Ange, after his fight with the cutler, had at first disappeared for a lapse of six months, and now two whole years had passed without his giving any sign of life.