"Or, rather, I have not commenced them!"
"Oh, nonsense!"
"No, and as I had finished all the literature I had upstairs, I came down to get a book to finish my night with."
Bijou pointed to the sun, which was streaming in by the open window.
"Your night!"
"Oh, as far as I am concerned, you know, unless I am going out shooting, or off by train somewhere, it is night up to ten o'clock, at least!"
"And you are now going to bed again?"
"This very instant."
"But it is ridiculous."
"On the contrary, it is very wise, and all the more so, as, when one is in a bad temper, the best thing to do is to keep one's self out of the way."