VIII.
“General,” said the young captain, “will you permit me to ask you one question? Did not your family spoil you a trifle after this incident?”
“Oh, yes!” replied the General. “I did not lack attention. Aunt Marie and my mother both kissed me. My uncle declared I was a fine little fellow, and Madame Brazon, about two weeks later, sent me the very biggest pumpkin in her garden. She had found out that I adored pumpkin soup.”
