The darkness baffles me.

I have toiled long enough for you.

Drop my hand and leave me to rest." Hearing those words, Madame Lagarde approached her son's chair.
"It will be useless, sir, to ask him any more questions to-night," she said.

"He has been weak and nervous all day, and he is worn out by the effort he has made.

Pardon me, if I ask you to step aside for a moment, while I give him the repose that he needs." She laid her right hand gently on the Doctor's head, and kept it there for a minute or so.