Little Daughter
"Prut!" said Annot, her sabots clattering loudly on the brick floor asshe moved more rapidly in her wrath. "Prut! Madame Giraud, indeed! Therewas a time, and it was but two years ago, that she was but plainMere Giraud, and no better than the rest of us; and it seems to me,neighbors, that it is not well to show pride because one has the luck tobe favored by fortune. Where, forsooth, would our 'Madame' Giraudstand if luck had not given her a daughter pretty enough to win a richhusband?"