His throat had suddenly become dry, and he was choking, unable to continue.

On hearing the name of Camille, Therese received a violent shock.

The two murderers contemplated one another, stupefied, pale, and trembling.

The yellow gleams of light from the fire continued to dance on ceiling and walls, the soft odour of roses lingered in the air, the crackling of the wood broke the silence with short, sharp reports.
Remembrances were abandoned.

The spectre of Camille which had been evoked, came and seated itself between the newly married pair, in front of the flaming fire.