16 STORIES FROM DAUDET

tired to death of being here. Let me
go to the mountain.’

‘ Ah, lack-a-day!. . . She too!’ ex-
claimed M. Seguin in horror, and he
let the pail fall: then, sitting down on
the grass by the side of his. goat, he
reasoned with her.

‘How is this, Blanquette, you wish to
leave me?’

And Blanquette answered :

‘Yes, M. Seguin.’

‘Have you not grass enough P’

‘Tt is not that, M. Seguin.’

‘Are you tied up too short; shall I
lengthen your cord ?’

‘It is not worth while to take the
trouble, M. Seguin.’

‘But what isit, then? What do you
wantP?

‘I want to go to the mountain, M.
Seguin.’

‘But, my poor child, don’t you
know that there are wolves in the
mountain? What would you do if you
met one?’