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The Devil's Pool

Chapter 9 THE EVENING PRAYER

Word Count: 1156    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

nd was looking all about w

eating!" said Germain; "a cannon-shot wouldn't wake him, but mo

you looking for the top of your cradle? It's made of green leaves to-night, my child; but your father's having his

on, a boor; you go without on our account, and it's not right; I'm ashamed of myself. It ta

es. Mine is closed to-day, but your Pierre's is wide open, like a little

. Then, when his hunger was appeased, being intensely excited as children generally are when their regular habits are interrupted, he exhibited more quick wit, mor

asts in this forest?"

at all," was the rep

the wolves would carry me off if I

soner?" said Germain

. But you must understand, my little Pierre, that your father never lies. We passed the big forest

orest very far f

leave the big forest. Even if one shoul

kill him, too

p us, my Pierre, wouldn't you? You're not

proudly, assuming a heroic a

ere a child yourself, and you remember what your mother used to say to you. I believe that the younger one is, the better one understands the young. I a

why you have such a bad idea of

"I would like to go home and never come back

"why do you keep talking about yo

orgotten your poor d

kiss her and bid her good-by!-She was all white and cold, and every night my aunt tells me t

ust keep on praying: that shows

think of saying it this evening. But I can't say it all by

you," said the girl. "Co

r been able to learn, as he always fell asleep just there every night. On this occasion, the labor of paying attention and the monotony of his own tones produced their customary effect, so that he pronounced the last syllables only with great effort, and after they had been repeated three times; his head grew heavy, and fell against

she inspired in him, but he could find nothing that would give voice to his thoughts. He approached her to kiss his s

oughman's head away, "you will wake him. Let me put him to

blue eyes, and gazing at the branches for a moment, he seemed to be in a waking dream, or to be impressed by an idea that had come into his mind durin

a reply, he closed his

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