By instinct I shunned the refectory, and shaped my course to Madame's sitting-room: I burst in.

I said-- "There is something in the grenier; I have been there: I saw something.
Go and look at it, all of you!" I said, "All of you;" for the room seemed to me full of people, though in truth there were but four present: Madame Beck; her mother, Madame Kint, who was out of health, and now staying with her on a visit; her brother, M.Victor Kint, and another gentleman, who, when I entered the room, was conversing with the old lady, and had his back towards the door.
My mortal fear and faintness must have made me deadly pale.

I felt cold and shaking.

They all rose in consternation; they surrounded me.

I urged them to go to the grenier; the sight of the gentlemen did me good and gave me courage: it seemed as if there were some help and hope, with men at hand.