\"Sister，\"saidMadameThuillier，withdignity，\"Itookthesacramentthismorning，andtherearesomethingsIcannotlistento。\"
\"There’sacantinghypocriteforyou！\"criedBrigitte；\"playingthesaint，andbringingtroubleintofamilies！Andyouthinktosucceed，doyou？WaittillThuilliercomeshome，andhe’llshakethisoutofyou。\"
Bycallinginthemaritalauthorityinsupportofherown，Brigitteshowedweaknessbeforetheunexpectedresistancethusmadetoherinveteratetyranny。MadameThuillier’scalmwords，whichbecameeverymomentmoreresolute，baffledhercompletely，andshefoundnoresourcebutinsolence。
\"Adrone！\"shecried；\"ahelplessgood—for—nothing！whocan’tevenpickupherownhandkerchief！thatthingwantstobemistressofthishouse！\"
\"Iwishsolittletobeitsmistress，\"saidMadameThuillier，\"thatlastnightIallowedyoutosilencemeafterthefirstwordsIsaidinbehalfofCeleste。ButIammistressofmyownproperty，andasI