"The Tevil!"
"You know where the coach stops?"
"Yess."
"Very well, bon voyage."
"Atieu! Monsir Toumas! Atieu, Matame Toumas!... Atieu! atieu!"
And Bamps, delighted, not only at having secured forty francs, but still further at being somewhat reassured about the rest of his account, set off, wafting us his parting benedictions, with all the speed his little legs could make.
My mother just waited till she had closed both doors, then she said—
"But where did you get that money, you young rogue?"
"I sold Pyramus, mother."
"For how much?"