She seemed by no means pleased with the commission; She took the Key with an embarrassed air, and hesitated to quit the Table.
'Did you hear me ?' said Baptiste in an angry tone.
Marguerite darted upon him a look of mingled anger and fear, and left the chamber.

His eyes followed her suspiciously, till She had closed the door.
She soon returned with a bottle sealed with yellow wax.

She placed it upon the table, and gave the Key back to her Husband.

I suspected that this liquor was not presented to us without design, and I watched Marguerite's movements with inquietude.

She was employed in rinsing some small horn Goblets.