On our way he told me about himself. Hes a Corsican, and he only came to France last year. His mother and His brothers and sisters came with him. Their new home is in Marseilles.

"Our real name is Buonaparte," he said. "Its an Italian name and the French dont pronounce it properly. So weve changed it to Bonaparte."

"Corsica belongs to Italy, doesnt it?" I asked. I know very little about these things. Papa taught me to read, but I never went to school.

"It does not! It has belonged to France for twenty-five years. We speak Italian; thats true. But we are French now. One of my brothers was trained at a French army school. He is a general."

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