Then for a whole hour he waited patiently, his hand in his pocket and his fingers tightly clasped round the scissors.
"Here's Madame," said Zoe, returning.

She must have espied her through the bedroom window.
There was a sound of people racing through the house, and laughter died away and doors were shut.

Georges heard Nana paying the baker and speaking in the curtest way.

Then she came upstairs.
"What, you're here still!" she said as she noticed him.

"Aha! We're going to grow angry, my good man!" He followed her as she walked toward her bedroom.
"Nana, will you marry me ?" She shrugged her shoulders.