I know not what is going on.

I fear to hear, and yet my ear catches eagerly the least noises, the most insignificant sounds; a closing door, a rapid step on the stairs strikes me dumb with terror.

And yet--so quick! it seems impossible! * * * * * Paul, my friend--my brother! where are you ?--all is over! An hour ago I saw the doctor and the priest coming down.

Monsieur de Malouet was following them.
"Go up," he told me.

"Come, courage, sir.