chevanon

Updated: June 2, 2025

"No, I haven't," Mattia would answer; "you're Mother Barberin of Chevanon, aren't you? "What prince?" Then I would appear and take her in my arms, and after we had hugged each other we would make some pancakes and apple fritters which would be eaten by the three of us and not by Barberin, as on that Shrove Tuesday when he had returned to upset our frying pan and put our butter in his onion soup.

Hector Malot - Nobody's Boy: Sans Famille