A-a-a-h! yes, Le Boss! only at me he not dare to look, for I have the charm, and he know that, and he is afraid.
Aha, yes, he is afraid of Marie too, when he wish to make devil work.
"And here," she cried, turning suddenly upon Abby, "you say you have no such thing, Abiroc,"-- this was the name she had given her hostess,--"and here, too, is the evil eye, first what I see in this place, except the dear little children.

A man yesterday came while I played, and looked--but, frightful! Ah!" she started from her seat by the window, and retreated hastily to the corner.

"He comes, the same man! Put me away, Abiroc! put me away! He is bad, he is wicked! I die if he look at me!" and she ran hastily out of the room, just as Jacques De Arthenay entered it..