"And Napoleon?"
"He is here," said the canon.
"Has he confessed?" asked his father.
"No," replied the uncle. "I never before witnessed such obstinacy."
"What has he done?" asked his mother.
The canon, in reply, related the story of the fruit; but before he could finish it, Panoria exclaimed—
"Of course, poor fellow, he would not confess what he never did!"
"And who did take the fruit?" asked the canon.
"I and Eliza," replied the little girl without hesitation.
There was a universal exclamation.