I cannot bear it any more.

Send them away.

Do what they want and let them go." She caught sight of Babalatchi and ceased speaking suddenly, but her foot tapped the floor with rapid beats in a paroxysm of nervous restlessness.
The two officers stood close together looking on curiously.
"What has happened?
What is the matter ?" whispered the younger man.
"Don't know," answered the other, under his breath.

"One is furious, and the other is drunk.

Not so drunk, either.