“Yes, aunt.”
“That’s what makes you look so cut up then. Where does she expect to get better milk?”
“Oh! it ain’t on account of the milk, aunt.”
“On account of something else, is it?”
“Yes, aunt.”
“That makes a difference. Tell me about this other thing, my child.”
Denise thought a moment, then replied:
“You know, aunt, I told you yesterday that I met a fine gentleman who asked me the way to Monsieur Destival’s?”
“Yes, my dear.”
“And that it was the same man who gave a lot of money to Coco’s grandmother, because Coco broke the soup-bowl?”