It seems to me, however, that a relative of your family ought to be treated with more respect by you, above all, when you know how much I esteem him.

This is unheard-of absurdity, and I shall end by speaking to your husband about it; we shall see if his intervention will not have more effect than mine." "You shall not do that, aunt," Clemence interrupted, sitting up in bed and trying to take her aunt's hand.
"If you wish that your discourteous conduct should rest a secret between us, I advise you to get rid of your neuralgia this very day.

Now, you had better decide immediately--" "This is genuine persecution," exclaimed Madame de Bergenheim, falling back upon her bed when the old lady had departed.

"He has bewitched everybody! Aline, my aunt, and my husband; to say nothing of myself, for I shall end by going mad.

I must end this, at any price." She rang the bell violently.
"Justine," said she to her maid, "do not let any one enter this room under any pretext whatsoever, and do not come in yourself until I ring; I will try to sleep." Justine obeyed, after closing the blinds.