"Oh, yes! now something happened when Moses was going down the Nile. What was it—what happened?"
He thought for a minute, his face puckered up, his eyes shut, and then, just when everyone had given up hoping for anything more, he cried out, delighted at having remembered:
"Puss in boots came! and called out: 'Help! help! it's the Marquis of Carabas—he's drowning.'"
"There, you see," said Bertrade, laughing, "this is what comes of teaching him so many fine things at the same time."
M. de Rueille added:
"Yes, a day or two ago Denyse gave him a stunning 'Puss in Boots' that we brought with us from Pont-sur-Loire, and this has evidently done Moses a great deal of harm."
Bijou turned towards her cousin, and exclaimed in astonishment:
"Denyse! how long have you taken to calling me Denyse?"
"Oh, I don't know," answered Rueille, "sometimes I do."
"Why, you never do! I thought you were vexed," and then, bending towards her godchild, and taking him up in her arms, she said, laughing: "My poor little Fred, we have not had much success this time, have we?"