human
One more outburst like that, my fairy, and we'll have to carry you up the remainder of the hill,
gpt
twittered Madame.
human
Yet, though I dropped, I had to warn the little ones that the dear saint knew they were coming to her shrine.
gpt
Is that what it means?
human
What else? A pity you are not a good Catholic, Monsieur Tollemache, or you might be granted a favor today.
gpt
Oh, come now! That's no way to convert a black Presbyterian. Tell me that Sainte Barbe will get my next picture crowned by the Academy, and I'll fall on my knees with fervor.
human
Mère Pitou may lose her breath; but she never loses her wit, he said.
gpt
Now I put forward a much more modest request. Most excellent Sainte Barbe, send me some mad dealer who will empty my studio at a thousand francs a canvas!