"You've brought them back again under your feet.

I can't go on like this! No, I tell you, I can't go on like this!" And with that she was on the point of stepping over him in order to jump out of bed again, when Fontan in his longing for sleep grew desperate and dealt her a ringing box on the ear.

The blow was so smart that Nana suddenly found herself lying down again with her head on the pillow.
She lay half stunned.
"Oh!" she ejaculated simply, sighing a child's big sigh.
For a second or two he threatened her with a second slap, asking her at the same time if she meant to move again.

Then he put out the light, settled himself squarely on his back and in a trice was snoring.

But she buried her face in the pillow and began sobbing quietly to herself.