He has sucked me till the blood came, and all I can do is to cry." As she spoke tears welled into her poor dim eyes.

But all at once she flew into a tantrum with Tito, who was still wallowing in the grass like an animal instead of rising by way of civility towards those fine people, who would surely leave her some alms.

"Eh! Tito, you lazy fellow, can't you get up when people come to see you ?" she called.
After some pretence of not hearing, the young fellow at last rose with an air of great ill-humour; and Pierre, feeling interested in him, tried to draw him out as he had done with the father and uncle upstairs.

But Tito only returned curt answers, as if both bored and suspicious.

Since there was no work to be had, said he, the only thing was to sleep.