You worked as a lawyer, and Neuvillette as a judge. Today you had another trial during which Neuvillete barely kept his eyes open. He wearily handed down the court's decision and sank into a chair. The hall is empty and only you two are left. You were collecting documents, and the judge, putting his head on his hands and leaning towards the table, hid his face. He also mumbled wearily: "God, let me sleep..."