Her graceful outline came out in strong relief against the clear sky; one by one, she took the embers handed her by the charcoal-dealer, and threw them into the opening in the middle of the furnace. Soon there was a crackling inside, followed by a dull rumbling; the chips and rubbish collected at the bottom had caught fire, and the air-holes left at the base of the structure facilitated the passage of the current, and hastened the kindling of the wood. "Bravo; we've got it!" exclaimed Pere Theotime. "Bravo!" repeated the young people, as much exhilarated with the open air as with the two or three glasses of white wine they had drunk. Lads and lasses joined hands and leaped impetuously around the furnace. "A song, Reine! Sing us a song!" cried the young girls. She stood at the foot of the ladder, and, without further solicitation, intoned, in her clear and sympathetic voice, a popular song, with a rhythmical refrain: My father bid me Go sell my wheat. To the market we drove "Good-morrow, my sweet! How much, can you say, Will its value prove?" The embroidered rose Lies on my glove. "A hundred francs Will its value prove." "When you sell your wheat, Do you sell your love?" The embroidered rose Lies on my glove! "My heart, Monsieur, Will never rove, I have promised it To my own true love." The embroidered rose Lies on my glove. "For me he braves The wind and the rain; For me he weaves A silver chain." On my 'broidered glove. Lies the rose again. Repeating the refrain in chorus, boys and girls danced and leaped in the sunlight. Julien leaned against the trunk of a tree, listening to the sonorous voice of Reine, and could not take his eyes off the singer. When she had ended her song, Reine turned in another direction; but the dancers had got into the spirit of it and could not stand still; one of the men came forward, and started another popular air, which all the rest repeated in unison: Up in the woods Sleeps the fairy to-day: The king, her lover, Has strolled that way! Will those who are young Be married or nay? Yea, yea!