A great cook, Michael,--a Frenchman.

But the English of the name is flower, and you can call me Mrs.Flower.You can surely remember that, Michael." Mike grinned widely.
"Oh, yes indeed, ma'am," said he; "no trouble 'bout that, 'specially when I think what pie crust is made of, an' that you's a cook." "Oh, it isn't that kind of flower," said La Fleur, laughing; "but it doesn't matter a bit,--it sounds the same.

And now, Michael, you must warm this and eat it for your dinner.

Have you a fire in your house ?" "I can make one in no time," said Mike.

"Then you think I'd better not let the cook warm it for me ?" "You are quite right," said La Fleur.