“Boys don’t need to sleep so much.”
“Boys who run about and play all day must need rest when night comes.”
“No matter; I want them to come to kiss their uncle.”
“They can do it just as well to-morrow morning.”
“To-morrow! to-morrow! that won’t be the same thing at all. I’m going to get them.”
“What! wake them up! upon my word! I would like to see you—just to make them sick.”
“You’re the one who makes them sick, making them sleep like dormice.”
“At this rate, I shan’t have anything to say about my own children.”
“They are boys; it’s my place to train them.”
“You don’t understand anything about it; besides, it isn’t my fault that they’re not girls.”