Paul hoped they would.

The three children sat pale on the sofa.
"Stop it, both of you," cried Mrs.Morel in a hard voice.

"We've had enough for ONE night.

And YOU," she said, turning on to her husband, "look at your children!" Morel glanced at the sofa.
"Look at the children, you nasty little bitch!" he sneered.

"Why, what have I done to the children, I should like to know?
But they're like yourself; you've put 'em up to your own tricks and nasty ways--you've learned 'em in it, you 'ave." She refused to answer him.