midday
We ought to see it . Let us go to-morrow . '' And to-morrow comes , and we are in no hurry to get up , and we breakfast in our bedroom . Then midday is on us , and it is too hot ; a siesta seems appropriate . Then Gaston wishes to look at me , and he gazes on my face as though it were a picture , losing himself in this contemplation , which , as you may suppose , is not one-sided . Tears rise to the eyes of both as we think of our love and tremble . I am still the mistress , pretending , that is , to give less than I receive , and I revel in this deception .