Take her to your rooms and get her some food.

How I wish I could entertain you here; but with this crowd it is impossible.' 'Isabel, my dear Isabel,' cried Madame de Chateauvieux, holding her, 'can't you slip away too, and leave Mr.Wallace to do the honours?
There will be nothing left of you to-morrow.' 'Yes, directly, directly! only I feel as if sleep were a thing that did not exist for me.

But you must certainly go.

Take her, Mr.Kendal; doesn't she look a wreck?
I will tell M.de Chateauvieux and send him after you.' She took Marie's shawl from Kendal's arm and put it tenderly round her; then she smiled down into her eyes, said a low 'good-night, best and kindest of friends!' and the brother and sister hurried away, Kendal dropping the hand which had been cordially stretched out to himself.
'Do you mind, Eustace ?' said Madame de Chateauvieux, as they walked across the stage.

'I ought to go, and the party ought to break up.