In the one which begins with the quarrel--" "I tell you it is of no use to do that!" cried Matilde, angrily, and beginning to walk up and down the room, still keeping her eyes from the face she hated.
"How nervous you are!" he exclaimed, with irritation.

"I was only trying to explain--" "Oh, I know! I know! Keep this acting for the doctors! You will drive me really mad!" "The doctors ?" He stared at her and smiled childishly.

"Oh no!" he exclaimed.

"The doctor is in the other piece--I was going to explain--" She turned with a fierce exclamation upon him and grasped his arm, shaking him savagely, as though to rouse him.

To her horror, he burst into tears.
"You hurt!" he whined.