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strength to walk to St. Ouen, his wretched home. She 

 still coaxed him. " How do you think we can get along 

 this way, Pierrot ? To be sure, I could drag the cart. 

 But I can't put you in it, and you would be ashamed to be 



Pierrot the Faithful. 



dragged after it." The donkey raised his ears, but no 

 move. 



6. I was going to speak to her, when she ran into the 

 nearest wine-shop. The donkey followed her with anxious 

 eyes ; he seemed fearful that he would die without his mis- 



