"Quick, now, Mademoiselle, quick, quick.
Wish a wish before that last spark is gone.

Quick, Mademoiselle." "Oh dear, what shall I wish ?" exclaimed Jeanne.

"When you tell me to be quick it all goes out of my head; but I know now.

I wish----" "Hush, Mademoiselle," said Marcelline, quickly again.

"You must not say it aloud.