"Yes, to be sure."
"Forty francs in gold! What a many fine things I could buy with that! Couldn't you, Amandine?"
"That I could."
"What should you buy?"
"Let's see," said the little girl, bending her head, and meditating. "I should first buy Brother Martial a good thick outside coat, that would keep him warm in his boat."
"But for yourself,—for yourself."
"I should like a crucifixion, like those image-sellers had on Sunday, you know, under the church porch at Asnières."
"Yes; and, now I think of it, we must not tell mother or Calabash that we went into a church."
"To be sure, for she has always forbidden us to go into a church. What a pity! For church is such a nice place inside, isn't it, François?"
"Yes; and what beautiful silver candlesticks!"