Brisquet, Biscotin and Biscotine returned home to Brisquette. There was great joy, but they were all weeping. There was not a look that was not turned towards Bichonne.
Brisquet buried Bichonne at the foot of the little garden, under a great stone on which the schoolmaster wrote in Latin:
Here lies Bichonne,
Brisquet’s poor dog.
Ever since that time we have had the saying, “Unlucky as Brisquet’s dog which went to the wood once, and the wolf ate him.”
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Transcriber’s Note:
Archaic and variable spelling has been preserved.