"And why not, mother!" said Sanchica; "would to God it were to-day instead of to-morrow, even though they were to say when they saw me seated in the coach with my mother, 'See that rubbish, that garlic-stuffed fellow's daughter, how she goes stretched at her ease in a coach as if she was a she-pope!'
-Y ¡cómo, madre! -dijo Sanchica-. Pluguiese a Dios que fuese antes hoy que mañana, aunque dijesen los que me viesen ir sentada con mi señora madre en aquel coche: ''¡Mirad la tal por cual, hija del harto de ajos, y cómo va sentada y tendida en el coche, como si fuera una papesa!''