THE DEVIL'S POOL
"Oh, Germain," she sobbed, "did n't you feel that I loved you?"
Then Germain had gone mad, if his son, who came galloping into the cottage on a stick, with his little sister on the crupper, scourging the imaginary steed with a willow branch, had not brought him to his senses. He lifted the boy and placed him in the girl's arms.
"See," said he, "by loving me, you have made more than one person happy."
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