Since the whip has not conquered you, we will try what starving will do.

Listen! I am to go to Melilli for Mamma Letitia.

Joseph, Eliza, and Lucien, our three good ones, shall go with me; we shall be gone for three days.

As for you, Napoleon, you shall remain here, and shall have only bread and water, unless, indeed, before our return you ask pardon from your uncle the canon." Pauline looked sadly at Napoleon, and caught his hand.

Then she asked her father, "But he may have a little cheese with his bread, may he not, papa ?" "Well--yes"-- her father yielded.