The next two days you leave me entirely alone without care, without attendance, without anything.

It was not a question of grapes, flowers and charming gifts: it was a question of mere necessities.
And when I was left all day without anything to read, you calmly tell me that you bought the book I wanted, and that they had promised to send it down, a statement which I found by chance afterwards to have been entirely untrue, from beginning to end.

All the while you are, of course, living at my expense, driving about, dining at the Grand Hotel, and indeed only appearing in my room for money.

On the Saturday night, you having completely left me unattended and alone since the morning, I asked you to come back after dinner, and sit with me for a little.

With irritable voice and ungracious manner you promise to do so.