This he insisted upon, for the patch, in his eyes, was a symbol of the eighteenth century.
Pere Issacar was a fair man and promised to furnish frames, paper, and pastels, and to pay the young girl fifteen francs for each marquise.
What was better yet, he promised, if he was pleased with the first work, to order of the young artist a dozen canonesses of Remiremont and a half-dozen of royal gendarmes.
I wish you could have seen those ladies when Maria went home to tell the good news.

Louise had just returned from distributing semiquavers in the city; her eyes and poor Mother Gerard's were filled with tears of joy.
"What, my darling," said the mother, embracing her child, "are you going to trouble yourself about our necessaries of life, too ?" "Do you see this little sister ?" said Louise, laughing cordially.

"She is going to earn a pile of money as large as she is herself.

Do you know that I am jealous--I, with my piano and my displeasing profession?
Good-luck to pastel! It is not noisy, it will not annoy the neighbors, and when you are old you can say, 'I never have played for anybody.'" But Maria did not wish them to joke.

They had always treated her like a doll, a spoiled child, who only knew how to curl her hair and tumble her frocks.