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There was a convulsive movement in all her limbs and her eyes were fired with a gloomy light through the long locks of white hair which hung in disorder round her face. It was my mother; and she said, 'Odile, my child, get up and dress! You must know it all! Then taking me to Hugh Lupus's tower she showed me the open subterranean passage.

He turned now to the right and now to the left, and I followed him breathless. At last he stopped on a spacious landing, and said to me "Now, Fritz, I will leave you for a minute with the people of the castle to inform the young Countess Odile of your arrival." "Do just what you think right." "Then you will find the head butler, Tobias Offenloch, an old soldier of the regiment of Nideck.

"Ah, if you could but restore my father's health!" "As I have had the pleasure to inform you, madam, the crisis is past; the return must be anticipated, if possible." "Do you hope that it may?" "With God's help, madam, it is not impossible; I will think carefully over it." Odile, much moved, came with me to the door.

"What does a sculptor usually talk about?" cried West, with a laugh. Odile glanced reproachfully at Thorne, her fiance. "You are not French, you know, and it is none of your business, this war," said Odile with much dignity. Thorne looked meek, but West assumed an air of outraged virtue.

At nine I was in the presence of Mademoiselle Odile, to whom I gave a faithful narrative of all that had taken place. Then repairing to the count's apartments, I found him in a very satisfactory state of improvement.

No arrangement could be better, and I advise any one in want of pure air, superb scenery, and complete quiet, to betake himself to St. Odile. Here again I must intercalate. Since these lines were jotted down, many changes, and apparently none for the better, have taken place here.

"I can understand that, monsieur." "The children will be dancing when they see you. Odile and Pierre were awake, and they both cried when the first boat came home last night without you." "Monsieur the colonel, you are too good to us." "Angélique, do you love me?" "It is true, monsieur." "But it must be owned I am a dozen years older than you, and I have loved before." "I never have."

I had gone to the window, and as the Baron Zimmer and his groom mounted on horseback in the middle of the courtyard, in spite of the snow which was filling the air, I saw at the left in a turret, pierced with long Gothic windows, the pale countenance of Odile directed long and anxiously towards the young man. "Halloo, Fritz! what are you doing?" "I am only looking at those strangers' horses."

At my approach Odile rose. "You are very welcome, monsieur le docteur," she said with touching kindness and simplicity; then, pointing with her finger to a recess where lay the count, she added, "There is my father." I bowed respectfully and without answering, for I felt deeply affected, and drew near to my patient.

Sperver, standing at the head of the bed, held up the lamp with one hand, holding his far cap in the other. Odile stood at my left hand. The light, softened by the subdued light of the globe of ground crystal, fell softly on the face of the count.