The Joyous Adventures of Aristide Pujol

“Ah, mon petit. It was a lucky day for both of us when I picked you up on the road between Salon and Arles. Put your hands together as you do when you’re saying your prayers, mon brave, and say, ‘God bless father and mother.’”

Jean obediently adopted the attitude of the infant Samuel in the pictures.

“God bless father and mother,” said he, and the childish treble rang out queerly in the large, almost empty church.

There was a span of silence and then all the women-folk fell on little Jean and that was the end of that wedding.

The End

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The Adventures of the Foundling.