[Fromont and Risler by Alphonse Daudet]@TWC D-Link bookFromont and Risler CHAPTER XI 10/29
That was her constant thought; and so the back room in which she lived, and where it was dark at three in the afternoon, was resplendent with order and cleanliness.
During the day the bed became a couch, an old shawl did duty as a tablecloth, the fireplace, hidden by a screen, served as a pantry, and the meals were cooked in modest retirement on a stove no larger than a foot-warmer.
A tranquil life--that was the dream of the poor woman, who was continually tormented by the whims of an uncongenial companion. In the early days of his tenancy, M.Chebe had caused these words to be inscribed in letters a foot long on the fresh paint of his shop-front: COMMISSION--EXPORTATION No specifications.
His neighbors sold tulle, broadcloth, linen; he was inclined to sell everything, but could not make up his mind just what. With what arguments did his indecision lead him to favor Madame Chebe as they sat together in the evening! "I don't know anything about linen; but when you come to broadcloth, I understand that.
Only, if I go into broadcloths I must have a man to travel; for the best kinds come from Sedan and Elbeuf.
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