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Charlot asked Charlotte. Tou, tou, tou, for Chatou, I have
but one God, one King, one half-farthing, and one boot. And
these two poor little wolves were as tipsy as sparrows from
having drunk dew and thyme very early in the morning. And
these two poor little things were as drunk as thrushes in a
vineyard; a tiger laughed at them in his cave. The one cursed,
the other swore. When shall we go to the forest? Charlot asked
Charlotte.They directed their course towards Saint-Merry.