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so much wit, she would become a sort of
prodigy, and that she really would almost give
her life for such an apple; but she feared there
would be too much danger in getting it. "You
will have no fear for me, I assure you," said
her brother, smiling; "for I am not at all
anxious to render you this good service!
What! have you not wit enough? Come, come,

my sister," continued he, "and do not distress
yourself about it!"
Belle-Etoile followed him, as much distressed
by the manner in which he had received her
confidence, as by the impossibility there
appeared of her possessing the singing apple.
Supper was served; they all four sat down to

table: she could not eat. Cheri,—the amiable
Cheri,—who had no thought but for her,
helped her to the nicest morsels, and pressed
her to taste them. Her heart was full—tears
came to her eyes—she left the table, weeping.
Belle-Etoile weeping! Ye gods, what
unhappiness for Cheri! He asked what was the
matter with her? Petit-Soleil told him in a
jeering manner, which was very offensive to

his sister; she was so hurt, that she retired to
her room, and would not speak to any one all
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