You are the thief, Napoleon.

You have taken the fruit.

Come, I will punish you doubly--first for thieving, and then for lying." But as she crossed as if to seize the boy, Napoleon sprang toward his uncle for refuge.
"Uncle Lucien! I did not do it!" he cried.

"They must not punish me!" "Tell the truth, Napoleon," his father said.

"That is better than lying." "Yes, tell the truth, Napoleon," repeated his uncle; "only by confession can you escape punishment." "Ah, yes; punishment--how does that sound, Napoleon ?" whispered Joseph in his ear.