human
Mees Sylvie,--she have fallen into ze lake!
gpt
What! exclaimed the three girls at once, jumping up, and running towards the lake;
human
Non, non,--not zat way! zis a-way, and Celestine started down a path that did not lead towards the lake.
gpt
I have pull her out; she is not drown,--but she is,--oh, so ver' soil,--so, vat you say,--muddy, oh, so much muddy!
human
Never mind the mud if the child isn't drowned, cried Lilian;
gpt
Not ze gran' lake, mees, but ze small lake,--ze ver' small, p'tit lake.
human
Oh, she means nothing but a mud-puddle!