The sight of those young men, so gaily and zealously toiling, ended by quite irritating him; and the arrival of Marie brought his distress to a climax.
Joyous and full of life, she came in without seeing him, a basket on her arm.

And she seemed to bring all the sunlight of the spring morning with her, so bright was the sparkle of her youth.

The whole of her pink face, her delicate nose, her broad intelligent brow, her thick, kindly lips, beamed beneath the heavy coils of her black hair.

And her brown eyes ever laughed with the joyousness which comes from health and strength.
"Ah!" she exclaimed, "I have brought such a lot of things, youngsters.
Just come and see them; I wouldn't unpack the basket in the kitchen." It became absolutely necessary for the brothers to draw round the basket which she had laid upon the table.

"First there's the butter!" said she; "just smell if it hasn't a nice scent of nuts! It's churned especially for me, you know.