THE DEVIL'S POOL
would make a queer husband. You could gull him to your heart's content. For instance, the other day, I had picked up a tomato in the curate's garden. I told him that it was a fine, red apple, and he bit into it like a glutton. If you had only seen what a face he made. Heavens! how ugly he was!"
"Then you don't love him, since you are making fun of him."
"That would n't be a reason. But I don't like him. He is unkind to his little sister, and he is dirty."
"Don't you care for anybody else?"
"How does that concern you, Germain?"
"Not at all, except that it gives me something to talk about. I see very well, little girl, that you have a sweetheart in your mind already."
"No, Germain, you 're wrong. I have no sweetheart yet. Perhaps one may come later, but since I cannot marry until I have something laid by, I am destined to marry late in life and with an old man."
"Then take an old man without delay."
"No. When I am no longer young, I shall not care; for the present, it is different."
"I see that I displease you, Marie; that 's clear
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