Not knowing what that was, I looked it up:
"Galopin : Familier. Enfant plus ou moins effronté." [Slang. A rather bold child.]
I figured they must be eating the naughty kids at lunchtime.
When Noah came home, I asked him about it. I told him how I looked it up and everything.
Without skipping a beat, he told me that I was right, and they ate Marius.
When Noah came home, I asked him about it. I told him how I looked it up and everything.
Without skipping a beat, he told me that I was right, and they ate Marius.
I suggested that the parents of Marius might not be too happy about this, but Noah was unconcerned.
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