I desired to detain him, but was unable to make any effort for that purpose, till he had passed out of the room.

I then uttered an involuntary and piercing cry--"Pleyel! Art thou gone?
Gone forever ?" At this summons he hastily returned.

He beheld me wild, pale, gasping for breath, and my head already sinking on my bosom.

A painful dizziness seized me, and I fainted away.
When I recovered, I found myself stretched on a bed in the outer apartment, and Pleyel, with two female servants standing beside it.

All the fury and scorn which the countenance of the former lately expressed, had now disappeared, and was succeeded by the most tender anxiety.