Pots clinked, and quarrels sprang up at the shock of the pots, and the broken pots made rents in the rags.
A big dog, seated on his tail, gazed at the fire.

Some children were mingled in this orgy.

The stolen child wept and cried.

Another, a big boy four years of age, seated with legs dangling, upon a bench that was too high for him, before a table that reached to his chin, and uttering not a word.

A third, gravely spreading out upon the table with his finger, the melted tallow which dripped from a candle.