The last clear thought that occupied her mind was that her hussy of a daughter was perhaps eating oysters at that very moment.

Then everything became cloudy; and, albeit, she remained with open eyes, it required too great an effort for her to think.

The only sensation that remained to her, in her utter annihilation, was that it was frightfully cold, so sharply, mortally cold, she had never known the like before.

Why, even dead people could not feel so cold in their graves.

With an effort she raised her head, and something seemed to lash her face.