This malady admits but of one remedy; I will tell you what that is.

Go into my cell as quickly as you can; draw out one of the feet that support the bed; you will find it has been hollowed out for the purpose of containing a small phial you will see there half-filled with a red-looking fluid.

Bring it to me--or rather--no, no!--I may be found here, therefore help me back to my room while I have the strength to drag myself along.

Who knows what may happen, or how long the attack may last ?" In spite of the magnitude of the misfortune which thus suddenly frustrated his hopes, Dantes did not lose his presence of mind, but descended into the passage, dragging his unfortunate companion with him; then, half-carrying, half-supporting him, he managed to reach the abbe's chamber, when he immediately laid the sufferer on his bed.
"Thanks," said the poor abbe, shivering as though his veins were filled with ice.

"I am about to be seized with a fit of catalepsy; when it comes to its height I shall probably lie still and motionless as though dead, uttering neither sigh nor groan.