Her Husband's manners were as friendly as hers were harsh and repulsive.
'I wish, I could lodge you more conveniently, Monsieur,' said He; 'But we cannot boast of much spare room in this hovel.

However, a chamber for yourself, and another for your Servant, I think, we can make shift to supply.

You must content yourself with sorry fare; But to what we have, believe me, you are heartily welcome.' -- --Then turning to his wife--'Why, how you sit there, Marguerite, with as much tranquillity as if you had nothing better to do! Stir about, Dame! Stir about! Get some supper; Look out some sheets; Here, here; throw some logs upon the fire, for the Gentleman seems perished with cold.' The Wife threw her work hastily upon the Table, and proceeded to execute his commands with every mark of unwillingness.

Her countenance had displeased me on the first moment of my examining it.

Yet upon the whole her features were handsome unquestionably; But her skin was sallow, and her person thin and meagre; A louring gloom over-spread her countenance; and it bore such visible marks of rancour and ill-will, as could not escape being noticed by the most inattentive Observer.