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" You've honey on your tongue, ma fifille," Maman once said. " If you'd lived in earlier times, you could have been a troubadour." " ...There aren't any troubadours any more, are there, Maman?" Marie said. " And if there were, girls wouldn't be allowed to be one." " Probably not," Maman agreed sadly." I'll be one anyway," I said with determination.Maman smiled and gently pulled on my hair. " I'm sure you will, ma fifille, a clever girl like you. You can do whatever you like in this world if you just have courage enough. "