tisk, tisk

[euphrasie]

You let Mlle. Musichetta influence you far too much, what with her impulsiveness and all.

I do not need a "modernized" account as well, do I? I much prefer to exist in my own time, and -- I do fear for your health, Mlle. Mun. [ she taps her temples. ]  Your head would ache to try to align our lives with your own time period!

I beg of you, rest. Please. (Perhaps a break from the novel would do you some good.)