“And would not you have followed after me?”
“W’y, little girl, I reckon I certainly would of.”
“Don’t,” she gasped. “Let me come–closer. Oh dear, how can the bon Dieu let people be so happy–s-o happy!”
“And would not you have followed after me?”
“W’y, little girl, I reckon I certainly would of.”
“Don’t,” she gasped. “Let me come–closer. Oh dear, how can the bon Dieu let people be so happy–s-o happy!”