ADA MAKES A FRIEND Ada moved uneasily, opened her eyes and stared at the patch of light on the opposite wall.

As she lay half awake, she tried to remember the day of the week, and, deceived by the morning silence, decided that it was Sunday.

She thought, with lazy pleasure, that a day of idleness lay before her, and felt under the pillow for the tin of lollies that she hid there every night.

This movement awakened her completely, and stretching her limbs luxuriously between the warm sheets, she began to suck the lollies, at first slowly revolving the sticky globules on her tongue, and then scrunching them between her firm teeth with the tranquil pleasure of a quadruped.
This was her only pleasure and the only pleasant hour of the day.

She looked at Jonah, who lay on his side with his nose buried in the pillow, without repugnance and without liking.