I fear him, but I love him as a father." "May God forgive me, but I would have been proud and always happy, if I were his adopted daughter.

Do you hear, Mariet ?" The women laugh softly and tenderly.
"Do you hear, Mariet ?" "I do.

But aren't you tired of always laughing at the same thing?
Yes, I am his daughter--Is it so funny that you will laugh all your life at it ?" The women commence to justify themselves confusedly.
"But he laughs at it himself." "The abbot is fond of jesting.

He says so comically: 'My adopted daughter,' and then he strikes himself with his fist and shouts: 'She's my real daughter, not my adopted daughter.

She's my real daughter.'" "I have never known my mother, but this laughter would have been unpleasant to her.