There was no gainsaying it.

I had seen him with my own eyes, but why had he done this thing?
My shoulder throbbed painfully.

I was sick at heart, and could not bring my mind to bear upon any one subject.

The cab-driver had followed as far as he could, and now stood beckoning to me with his whip.

I went back, and bade him drive me to the hotel; for I had not been in bed for three nights, and had a strong desire to get and remain there until this great fatigue should at length leave me.
Of what followed I have but a dim recollection; indeed, remember little from that time until I awoke in a bedroom at the Hotel de Genes and found a gentle pink and white face, surrounded by a snowy cap, bending over my bed.
"What time is it, and what day, my sister ?" I asked, and was gently commanded to hold my tongue.