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Then she hurries him off to bed , and the next morning he is quite meek again , and tries to paint . But his hand shakes , and he ca n't see . So he gives it up , and calls to her to put on her things . Then they wander about Paris , till four o'clock comes round again , and he gives her the slip -- always with some elaborate pretence of other . Oh ! she takes it quietly . Other vices might give her more trouble . '