She did not, however, inherit the latter's animal devotion and endurance.

Macquart had implanted in her a most decided longing for ease and comfort.

While she was a child she would consent to work for a whole day in return for a cake.

When she was scarcely seven years old, the wife of the postmaster, who was a neighbour of the Macquarts, took a liking to her.

She made a little maid of her.