The two women were alone beside the wide open window.

In the full, wise light of the autumn sun, I saw how faded was the face of the pregnant woman.
All of a sudden a frightened expression came into her eyes.

She reeled against the wall, leaned there a second, and then fell over with a stifled cry.
Anna caught her in her arms, and dragged her along until she reached the bell and rang and rang.

Then she stood still, not daring to budge, holding in her arms the heavy delicate woman, her own face close to the face with the rolling eyes.

The cries, dull and stifled at first, burst out now in loud shrieks.
The door opened.