"Duffers?"
"Yes, that means stupid fools."
"Oh, yes! true."
"Forty francs—in gold—how many fine things I would buy with that!
And you, Amandine?"
"Oh! I likewise."
"And what would you buy?"
"Let me see," said the child, in a meditative manner; "in the first place I would get a warm coat for brother Martial, so that he should not be cold in his boat."
"But for yourself—for yourself?"
"I would like an infant Saviour, in wax, with his lamb and cross, like the image-man had on Sunday, you know, at the door of the church of Asnieres."
"I hope no one will tell mother Calabash that they saw us at church."