It was a great affair for the whole household when, every three months, Hubertine prepared the "lye" for the wash.

A woman was hired to aid them, the Mother Gabet, as she was called, and for four days all embroidery was laid aside, while Angelique took her part in the unusual work, making of it a perfect amusement, as she soaped and rinsed the clothes in the clean water of the Chevrotte.

The linen when taken from the ashes was wheeled to the Clos-Marie, through the little gate of communication in the garden.

There the days were spent in the open air and the sunshine.
"I will do the washing this time, mother, for it is the greatest of delights to me." And gaily laughing, with her sleeves drawn up above her elbows, flourishing the beetle, Angelique struck the clothes most heartily in the pleasure of such healthy exercise.

It was hard work, but she thoroughly enjoyed it, and only stopped occasionally to say a few words or to show her shiny face covered with foam.
"Look, mother! This makes my arms strong.