My joy transformed into anguish: what would become of me if she died? I wondered. I would be sitting on my little seat, the principal would come in and say in a serious voice: “Let us pray, dear children, your little friend Andrée Gallard was called to God last night.” Well! It’s simple, I decided, I’d slip under my chair and fall down dead as well. The idea didn’t frighten me because we would soon be reunited at the gates of heaven.
Dodo
