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Updated: May 9, 2025
And she went off with the lad, while Bru seized his crook, seeing which the young fellow raised his gun. "Seize him! seize him!" the shepherd shouted, urging on his dogs, while the other had already got his finger on the trigger to fire at them. But La Morillonne pushed down the muzzle and called out: "Here, dogs! here! Prr, prr, my beauties!"
But as Bru was the only one who did not loll out his tongue after La Morillonne, naturally one day she began to think of him, and she declared that she, at any rate, was not afraid of his evil eye, and so she went after him. "What do you want?" he said, and she replied boldly: "What do I want? I want you." "Very well," he said, "but then you must belong to me alone."
"You need not be frightened of the dogs," La Morillonne replied; "I will be answerable for it that they will not hurt you;" and she smiled as the young man with the gun went towards her. "What do you want?" the shepherd said. "I can tell you," she replied. "He wants me and I am very willing. There!" Bru began to cry, and she continued: "You are a good for nothing."
They called her La Morillonne because of her black hair and of her complexion, which resembled autumnal leaves, and because of her mouth with thick purple lips, which were like blackberries, when she curled them.
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