CHAPTER 11.
At this point Armand stopped.
"Would you close the window for me ?" he said.

"I am beginning to feel cold.

Meanwhile, I will get into bed." I closed the window.

Armand, who was still very weak, took off his dressing-gown and lay down in bed, resting his head for a few moments on the pillow, like a man who is tired by much talking or disturbed by painful memories.
"Perhaps you have been talking too much," I said to him.

"Would you rather for me to go and leave you to sleep?
You can tell me the rest of the story another day." "Are you tired of listening to it ?" "Quite the contrary." "Then I will go on.