All gathered around her.

Leon took her in his arms and carried her to a chair.

M.Renault ran after salts.

She was as pale as death, and seemed on the point of fainting.
She soon recovered, however, and reassured them all by a charming smile.
"Pardon me," she said, "for such a ridiculous exhibition of terror; but what Monsieur Leon was saying to us ...

and then ...