A third time she came in with the sugar-basin and cups; then she departed to heat the water.

They sat waiting.
No one could talk; they had too much to think about and nothing to say.Mme.Roland alone attempted a few commonplace remarks.

She gave an account of the fishing excursion, and sang the praises of the Pearl and of Mme.

Rosemilly.
"Charming, charming!" the lawyer said again and again.
Roland, leaning against the marble mantel-shelf as if it were winter and the fire burning, with his hands in his pockets and his lips puckered for a whistle, could not keep still, tortured by the invincible desire to give vent to his delight.

The two brothers, in two arm-chairs that matched, one on each side of the centre-table, stared in front of them, in similar attitudes full of dissimilar expressions.
At last the tea appeared.