1 And she waked up in a cold sweat.
2 The expression of her face was cold and ungracious.
3 It was the open acknowledgment of complete coldness.
4 "I said nothing," she answered just as coldly and calmly.
5 The same expression of cold readiness for the conflict appeared on his face too.
6 "Oh, nothing, tant pis then," he thought, feeling cold again, and he turned and went out.
7 She would have pretended to be looking for something on the table, but ashamed of making a pretense, she looked straight in his face with cold eyes.
8 "Yes, now he has laid aside all pretense, and all his cold hatred for me is apparent," she thought, not hearing his words, but watching with terror the cold, cruel judge who looked mocking her out of his eyes.
9 But she knew that if he waked up he would look at her with cold eyes, convinced that he was right, and that before telling him of her love, she would have to prove to him that he had been wrong in his treatment of her.
10 He asked for supper, and began telling her about the races; but in his tone, in his eyes, which became more and more cold, she saw that he did not forgive her for her victory, that the feeling of obstinacy with which she had been struggling had asserted itself again in him.
11 And as soon as an important moment of life comes, like the children when they are cold and hungry, I turn to Him, and even less than the children when their mother scolds them for their childish mischief, do I feel that my childish efforts at wanton madness are reckoned against me.