They are burning very low." Suddenly he started forward, held as he was in Justin's arms.

He half-raised his arms, holding out his hands toward the foot of the bed.
His eyes dilated; the expression of his livid face grew first surprised, then joyous--beatific.

"Antoinette!" he cried in a loud voice.

"Antoi--" And thus, abruptly, but in great happiness, he passed..