It was the fifteenth of January, about nine o'clock in the morning: Bessie was gone down to breakfast; my cousins had not yet been summoned to their mama; Eliza was putting on her bonnet and warm garden-coat to go and feed her poultry, an occupation of which she was fond: and not less so of selling the eggs to the housekeeper and hoarding up the money she thus obtained.
Éliza mettait son chapeau et sa robe la plus chaude pour aller visiter son poulailler. C'était son occupation favorite; mais ce qui lui plaisait plus encore, c'était de vendre ses oeufs à la femme de charge et d'amasser l'argent qu'elle en recevait.