It seemed as though her very marrow was frozen.

She was seized with such an uncontrollable shivering that Clotilde presently opened her eyes, threw her arm about her mother's neck, and said: "Ah! my sweet mother, are you so cold ?" "The blanket was all off of me," said the mother, returning the embrace, and the two sank into unconsciousness together.
* * * * * Into slumber sank almost at the same moment Joseph Frowenfeld.

He awoke, not a great while later, to find himself standing in the middle of the floor.

Three or four men had shouted at once, and three pistol-shots, almost in one instant, had resounded just outside his shop.

He had barely time to throw himself into half his garments when the knocker sounded on his street door, and when he opened it Agricola Fusilier entered, supported by his nephew Honore on one side and Doctor Keene on the other.