He handed her over as if she had been a lapdog.

“I’ll send her to school yet,” he said, but now he was smiling.

Ad�le heard him, and asked if she was to go to school “sans mademoiselle?”

“Yes,” he replied, “absolutely sans mademoiselle; for I am to take mademoiselle to the moon, and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops, and mademoiselle shall live with me there, and only me.”

“She will have nothing to eat: you will starve her,” observed Ad�le.

“I shall gather manna for her morning and night: the plains and hillsides in the moon are bleached with manna, Ad�le.”