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hands; "and I am to have as many flowers as I like—what a funny old man!"
"Hush, mademoiselle," answered the boy, gravely, as though his own dignity had received a hurt, "you must not speak like that. It is very rude. It is very wrong. If a man were to say such things it should cost him his life."
Cerise opened her blue eyes wider than ever.
"Wrong!" she repeated, "rude! what have I done? who is it, then?"
"It is the King!" answered the boy, proudly. "It is Louis le Grand!"
