and we would still be found seated in front of our Arabian Nights plates, weighed down by the heat of the day, and even more by our heavy meal. For upon the permanent foundation of eggs, cutlets, potatoes, preserves, and biscuits, whose appearance on the table she no longer announced to us, Françoise would add-as the labour of fields and orchards, the harvest of the tides, the luck of the markets, the kindness of neighbours, and her own genius might provide; and so effectively that our bill of fare, like the quatrefoils that were carved on the porches of cathedrals in the thirteenth century, reflected to some extent the march of the seasons and the incidents of human life-a brill, because the fish-woman had guaranteed its freshness; a turkey, because she had seen a beauty in the market at Roussainville-le-Pin; cardoons with marrow, because she had never done them for us in that way before;
Zeren, iragarri ere egiten ez zigùn bere ohiko zuzkidurari-arrautza, saiheski, lursagar, konfitura, bizkotxa-, Françoisek beti gehitzen baitzion zerbait-soro-baratzeen unean uneko emaitzak, sasoian sasoiko arrain freskoa, merkataritzako gorabeheren araberako gutiziaren bat, auzokoen esku-erakutsi adeitsuren bat, edo berari berez otua, halako moldez non gure menuak, XIII.