"When does monsieur intend to retire, pray?"
"What's that to you?"
"It's a great deal to me, as I am very tired."
"Ah! indeed!" exclaimed Canolles, pausing in his walk, and looking Castorin in the face, "you are very tired, are you?"
It was easy to read upon the lackey's face the impertinent expression common to all servants who are dying with the longing to be turned out of doors.
Canolles shrugged his shoulders.
"Go and wait in the antechamber," said he; "when I have need of you I will ring."
"I forewarn monsieur that if he delays long, he will not find me in the antechamber."
"Where shall you be, I pray to know?"