They were rather disconsolate, did not know what to do, what to play at.
Immediately Morel woke he got straight out of bed.

That was characteristic of him all his life.

He was all for activity.

The prostrated inactivity of two mornings was stifling him.
It was near six o'clock when he got down.

This time he entered without hesitation, his wincing sensitiveness having hardened again.