Yes, it was fatal, but it also gave health and strength.

In effort which sustains and saves, he at last found a solid basis on which all might be reared.

Was this, then, the first gleam of a new faith?
But ah! what mockery! Work an uncertainty, work hopeless, work always ending in injustice! And then want ever on the watch for the toiler, strangling him as soon as slack times came round, and casting him into the streets like a dead dog immediately old age set in.
On reaching Neuilly, Pierre found Bertheroy at Guillaume's bedside.

The old _savant_ had just dressed the injured wrist, and was not yet certain that no complications would arise.

"The fact is," he said to Guillaume, "you don't keep quiet.