Why not return there?
The authorities are welcoming all that conform." "Death rather than that!" said she, clasping her hands to her heart, and turning away.
"Stay, stay.

Here is bread for you.

It is all we have." "Ah! bless--." She could say no more, but sobbed bitterly.

La Croissette turned his face away.
"There are many of us, many!" sobbed she.

"We shall so bless you.