A bridge? Of course the people of Beaugency want to have a bridge, but what would it cost?
No money at all, said the Devil, all I ask is that the first person who crosses the bridge shall belong to me.
A merry legend told by James Joyce for his grandson, and for all the children of the world, little and big.
A bridge? Of course the people of Beaugency want to have a bridge, but what would it cost?
No money at all, said the Devil,
all I ask is that the first person who crosses the bridge shall belong to me.
A merry legend told by James Joyce for his grandson, and for all the children of the world, little and big.