They make no gestures?—They do not look at each other?—They make no signs?…
YNIOLD.
No, little father.—Oh! oh! little father; they never close their eyes…. I am terribly afraid….
GOLAUD.
Be still. They do not stir yet?
YNIOLD.
No, little father.—I am afraid, little father; let me come down!…
GOLAUD.
Why, what are you afraid of?—Look! look!…