` If you look in your right-hand pocket when you go home you will find a small box . Rub your eyes with the ointment it contains , and you will see that you yourself contain a priceless treasure . ' Tephany did not in the least understand what she meant , but ran back to the farm as fast as she could , and began to fumble joyfully in her right-hand pocket . Sure enough , there was the little box with the precious ointment . She was in the act of rubbing her eyes with it when Barbaik Bourhis entered the room . Ever since she had been obliged to leave her work and pass her time , she did not know why , in counting cabbages , everything had gone wrong , and she could not get a labourer to stay with her because of her bad temper . When , therefore , she saw her niece standing quietly before her mirror , Barbaik broke out : ` So this is what you do when I am out in the fields ! Ah ! it is no wonder if the farm is ruined . Are you not ashamed , girl , to behave so ? ' Tephany tried to stammer some excuse , but her aunt was half mad with rage , and a box on the ears was her only answer . At this Tephany , hurt , bewildered and excited , could control herself no longer , and turning away burst into tears . But what was her surprise when she saw that each tear-drop was a round and shining pearl . Barbaik , who also beheld this marvel , uttered a cry of astonishment , and threw herself on her knees to pick them up from the floor . She was still gathering them when the door opened and in came Denis . ` Pearls ! Are they really pearls ? ' he asked , falling on his knees also , and looking up at Tephany he perceived others still more beautiful rolling down the girl 's cheeks . ` Take care not to let any of the neighbours hear of it , Denis , ' said Barbaik . ` Of course you shall have your share , but nobody else shall get a single one .
Cry on , my dear , cry XXXXX , ' she continued to Tephany .
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