If the Blessed Virgin had not cured her on the first day, it was because she reserved her for some conspicuous miracle.

But he spoke in vain.

Marie had turned her head away, and did not even seem to listen as she lay there with a bitter expression on her mouth and a gleam of irritation in her eyes, which wandered away into space.

Accordingly he ceased speaking and began to gaze at the ward around him.
The spectacle was a frightful one.

Never before had such a nausea of pity and terror affected his heart.