We must loosen her dress, and take other measures for her recovery." "Yes, yes! Great Heaven! yes! Do all you can for her! This is maddening!" groaned the marquis, smiting his forehead as he left the bedside, yielding his place to the dowager.
"Do try to command yourself, Lord Arondelle.

This is, indeed, a most awful shock.

It would have been awful at any time, but on your wedding day it comes with double violence.

But do summon all your strength of mind, for _her_ sake.

Think of her.