"Ma lill dotter, wad dad meggin you cry? Iv you will tell me wad dad mague you cry, I will tell you--on ma second word of honor"--she rolled up her fist--"juz wad I thing about dad 'Sieur Frowenfel'!"
"I don't kyah wad de whole worl' thing aboud 'im!"
"Mais, anny'ow, tell me fo' wad you cryne!"
Clotilde gazed aside for a moment and then confronted her questioner consentingly.
"I tole 'im I knowed 'e was h-innocen'."
"Eh, Men, dad was h-only de poli-i-idenez. Wad 'e said?"
"E said I din knowed 'im 'tall."
"An' you," exclaimed Aurora, "it is nod pozzyble dad you--"
"I tole 'im I know 'im bette'n 'e know annyt'in' 'boud id!"
The speaker dropped her face into her mother's lap.