I brought it.

She looked sharp at it, then she gave a cry and fell back.

As I took the cage away I saw what she had been looking at--a writing at the bottom of the cage.

It was the name Carmen." With a stifled cry Jean Jacques pushed her aside and entered the room.

As he did so, the sick woman in the big armchair, so pale yet so splendid in her death-beauty, raised herself up.