She begged her aunt to let her sleep some more.

The old lady left the room as quietly as she had entered it.
"So you see," Therese said triumphantly, "there is no reason to worry.
These people are not in love.

They are blind." At other times Therese seemed quite mad, wandering in her mind.

She would see the cat, sitting motionless and dignified, looking at them.
"Look at Francois," she said to Laurent.

"You'd think he understands and is planning to tell Camille everything to-night.