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Charles
noticed
that
at
the
bottom
of
the
basin
there
was
a
sort
of
white
sediment
sticking
to
the
sides
of
the
porcelain
.
"
This
is
extraordinary
--
very
singular
,
"
he
repeated
.
But
she
said
in
a
firm
voice
,
"
No
,
you
are
mistaken
.
"
Then
gently
,
and
almost
as
caressing
her
,
he
passed
his
hand
over
her
stomach
.
She
uttered
a
sharp
cry
.
He
fell
back
terror-stricken
.
Then
she
began
to
groan
,
faintly
at
first
.
Her
shoulders
were
shaken
by
a
strong
shuddering
,
and
she
was
growing
paler
than
the
sheets
in
which
her
clenched
fingers
buried
themselves
.
Her
unequal
pulse
was
now
almost
imperceptible
.
Drops
of
sweat
oozed
from
her
bluish
face
,
that
seemed
as
if
rigid
in
the
exhalations
of
a
metallic
vapour
.
Her
teeth
chattered
,
her
dilated
eyes
looked
vaguely
about
her
,
and
to
all
questions
she
replied
only
with
a
shake
of
the
head
;
she
even
smiled
once
or
twice
.
Gradually
,
her
moaning
grew
louder
;
a
hollow
shriek
burst
from
her
;
she
pretended
she
was
better
and
that
she
would
get
up
presently
.
But
she
was
seized
with
convulsions
and
cried
out
--
"
Ah
!
my
God
!
It
is
horrible
!
"
He
threw
himself
on
his
knees
by
her
bed
.
"
Tell
me
!
what
have
you
eaten
?
Answer
,
for
heaven
's
sake
!
"
And
he
looked
at
her
with
a
tenderness
in
his
eyes
such
as
she
had
never
seen
.
