"I want some chicken!"
"But I can't get one on credit."
"You had twenty-seven sous in your purse this morning, and the quarter of a chicken will do me."
"But, godmother, that money—"
"Well, what about that money?"
"It's gone; I have only a few sous left."
"And where are those two ten-sous pieces?—Will you answer me?"
"I—I don't know," faltered the girl, reproaching herself bitterly for spending her money on the letters. "They must have dropped from my purse; for I have lost them."
"You lie!—I see it in your face."
"I assure you—"