After ordering the meals for the day with his usual parsimony, thegoodman, having locked the closets containing the supplies, was aboutto go towards the fruit-garden, when Nanon stopped him to say,,"Monsieur, give me a little flour and some butter, and I'll make a/galette/ for the young ones."
"Are you going to pillage the house on account of my nephew?""I wasn't thinking any more of your nephew than I was of your dog,,not more than you think yourself; for, look here, you've only forkedout six bits of sugar. I want eight."
"What's all this, Nanon? I have never seen you like this before. Whathave you got in your head? Are you the mistress here? You sha'n't havemore than six pieces of sugar."
"Well, then, how is your nephew to sweeten his coffee?" wigjig