Was it not something like the chevalier's voice ?" "The chevalier is with La Guerchi, and even if he had left her this would not have been his way to rejoin us.

Let us go on and leave the dead in peace." "Look, Jeannin! what is that in front of us ?" "On that stone?
A man who has fallen!" "Yes, and bathed in blood," exclaimed de Jars, who had darted to his side.

"Ah! it's he! it's he! Look, his eyes are closed, his hands cold! My child he does not hear me! Oh, who has murdered him ?" He fell on his knees, and threw himself on the body with every mark of the most violent despair.
"Come, come," said Jeannin, surprised at such an explosion of grief from a man accustomed to duels, and who on several similar occasions had been far from displaying much tenderness of heart, "collect yourself, and don't give way like a woman.

Perhaps the wound is not mortal.

Let us try to stop the bleeding and call for help." "No, no--" "Are you mad ?" "Don't call, for Heaven's sake! The wound is here, near the heart.