8/14 You must let me go to bed now, for I am about used up.' 'What did Marie Melmotte say to you ?' 'Nothing particular.' And he stood with his hand on the door as he answered her. Good heavens, mother, do you think that a man is in a condition to talk about such stuff as that at eight o'clock in the morning, when he has been up all night ?' 'If you knew all that I suffer on your behalf you would speak a word to me,' she said, imploring him, holding him by the arm, and looking into his purple face and bloodshot eyes. She was sure that he had been drinking. She could smell it in his breath. Of course, he means to settle it as he likes. |