He disappeared with the old workman, and even then she continued to laugh as she bent over the water, again splashing herself as she shook the clothes hither and thither, rejoicing in the brightness of the happy day.
On the morrow he came an hour earlier.

But at five o'clock in the morning the linen, which had been dripping all night, was spread out on the grass.

There was a brisk wind, which was excellent for drying.

But in order that the different articles need not be blown away, they were kept in place by putting little pebbles on their four corners.

The whole wash was there, looking of a dazzling whiteness among the green herbage, having a strong odour of plants about it, and making the meadow as if it had suddenly blossomed out into a snowy covering of daisies.
When Angelique came to look at it after breakfast, she was distressed, for so strong had become the gusts of wind that all threatened to be carried away.