"Yes…. That does not make us young again…." and stretched his legs.
After a yawn he added:
"… I beg pardon…. Did not sleep…. Supper at the theater last night…." and yawned again.
Christophe hoped that Hassler would make some reference to what he had just told him, but Hassler, whom the story had not interested at all, said nothing about it, and he did not ask Christophe anything about his life. When he had done yawning he asked:
"Have you been in Berlin long?"
"I arrived this morning," said Christophe.
"Ah!" said Hassler, without any surprise. "What hotel?"
He did not seem to listen to the reply, but got up lazily and pressed an electric bell.
"Allow me," he said.
The little maid appeared with her impertinent manner.