“Go,” said I, “and ask the landlord to give me another room.”
In due course the landlord came himself and told me that he could not oblige me until the next day.
“If you don’t get me another room I shall leave your house on the spot, because I don’t like hearing sobs and reproaches all night.”
“Can you hear them, sir?”
“You can hear them yourself now. What do you think of it? The woman will kill herself, and you will be the cause of her death.”
“I, sir? I have only asked them to pay me my just debts.”
“Hush! there goes the husband. I am sure he is telling his wife in his language that you are an unfeeling monster.”
“He may tell her what he likes so long as he pays me.”
“You have condemned them to die of hunger. How much do they owe you?”
“Fifty francs.”