It seemed to open up their wound.
"You!" "You!" She almost fainted.

She dropped on his breast as though swept by a storm.

She had just strength enough to fall into his arms.

I saw the man's two large pale hands, opened but slightly crooked, resting on the woman's back.

A sort of desperate palpitation seized them, as if an immense angel were in the Room, struggling and making vain efforts to escape.