two o’clock in the morning
Oh , the question of the two Chambers . Just fancy , now , a picture of Gavard and Logre and Robine talking politics , entrenched behind their glasses of beer ! It would be the success of the Salon , my dear fellow , an overwhelming success , a genuine modern picture ! '' Florent was grieved by the artist 's political scepticism ; so he took him up to his bedroom , and kept him on the narrow balcony in front of the bluish mass of the markets , till two o'clock in the morning , lecturing him , and telling him that he was no man to show himself so indifferent to the happiness of his country . `` Well , you 're perhaps right , '' replied Claude , shaking his head ; `` I 'm an egotist . I ca n't even say that I paint for the good of my country ; for , in the first place , my sketches frighten everybody , and then , when I 'm busy painting , I think about nothing but the pleasure I take in it . When I 'm painting , it is as though I were tickling myself ; it makes me laugh all over my body .