And that was a thing not to be considered.
If they found her mother as she had left her, if they found the promise of the morning fulfilled, even their unexpected entrance would do no harm.

Her mother was sane to-day: sane and well as other people, thank God! It was on that account she had let her heart rise like a bird's to her lips.
Yet, when she opened her mouth to assent, she found the words with difficulty.

"I do not know what you want," she said faintly.

"Still if you wish to see her you can go up." "Good!" Basterga replied, and advancing, he opened the staircase door, then stood aside for the Syndic to ascend first.

"Good! The uppermost floor, Messer Blondel," he continued, holding the door wide.