a Bastille rat sent to be my friend. I can always get a bit of bread the cook has thrown away, and it is quite enough to support him.”
“Is it the Bastille yet?” asked Ermengarde, eagerly. “Do you always pretend it is the Bastille?”
“Nearly always,” answered Sara. “Sometimes I try to pretend it is another kind of place; but the Bastille is generally easiest— particularly when it is cold.”
Just at that moment Ermengarde almost jumped off the bed,
a Bastille rat sent to be my friend. I can always get a bit of bread the cook has thrown away, and it is quite enough to support him.”
“Is it the Bastille yet?” asked Ermengarde, eagerly. “Do you always pretend it is the Bastille?”
“Nearly always,” answered Sara. “Sometimes I try to pretend it is another kind of place; but the Bastille is generally easiest— particularly when it is cold.”
Just at that moment Ermengarde almost jumped off the bed,
