The Donkey and the Donkey Woman - A Memoir

Marie came daily to visit Kate and Nene. The boy who drove our donkey did not suit us, so we got the donkey woman to let us have Marie in the afternoon when her lessons were done. We found her a capital little guide and storyteller for her grandmother had told her all the tales and legends of the neighborhood. It was very pleasant to hear her repeat them, then pretty peasant French as we sat among the ruins while Kate sketched or took notes.