That is not
all. Since the priest was here, the poultice has taken admirably. The
skin is quite reddened. I am sure she feels it."
"God grant that she does, sister!"
"Oh, I have already been praying! But it is important not to leave her
alone a minute. I have arranged all with the servant. After the doctor
has been, I shall lie down, and she will watch until one in the morning.
I will then take her place and--"
"You shall both go to bed, sister," interrupted Noel, sadly. "It is I,
who could not sleep a wink, who will watch through this night."
CHAPTER XIV.
Old Tabaret did not consider himself defeated, because he had been
repulsed by the investigating magistrate, already irritated by a long
day's examination. You may call it a fault, or an accomplishment; but
the old man was more obstinate than a mule. To the excess of despair to
which he succumbed in the passage outside the magistrate's office, there
soon succeeded that firm resolution which is the enthusiasm called forth
by danger. The feeling of duty got the upper hand. Was it a time to
yield to unworthy despair, when the life of a fellow-man depended on
each minute? Inaction would be unpardonable.
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