Cousin Monica set down her two little vials on the table, and, stooping again over the bed, began very gently with her fingers to lift the coverlet that covered her face.

Madame uttered a slumbering moan, and turned more upon her face, clasping the coverlet faster about her.
'Madame, it is Maud and Lady Knollys.

We have come to relieve your ear.
Pray let me see it.

She can't be asleep, she's holding the clothes so fast.
Do, pray, allow me to see it.'.