And she took her departure after consulting a small memorandum book.

When she was once more alone Nana appeared comforted.

A slight shiver agitated her shoulders, and she wrapped herself softly up again in her warm bedclothes with the lazy movements of a cat who is susceptible to cold.

Little by little her eyes closed, and she lay smiling at the thought of dressing Louiset prettily on the following day, while in the slumber into which she once more sank last night's long, feverish dream of endlessly rolling applause returned like a sustained accompaniment to music and gently soothed her lassitude.
At eleven o'clock, when Zoe showed Mme Lerat into the room, Nana was still asleep.

But she woke at the noise and cried out at once: "It's you.