Help me, Rose! she is going to faint; her lips are white." Dr.Aubertin and Rose brought a chair.

They forced Josephine into it.
She was not the least faint; yet her body obeyed their hands just like a dead body.

The baroness melted into tears; tears streamed from Rose's eyes.

Josephine's were dry and stony, and fixed on coming horror.

The baroness looked at her with anxiety.