“And M. Noirtier?”
“Just as he was, his mind perfectly clear, but the same incapability of moving or speaking.”
“And the same love for you—eh, my dear child?”
“Yes,” said Valentine, “he was very fond of me.”
“Who does not love you?” Valentine smiled sadly. “What are your grandmother’s symptoms?”
“An extreme nervous excitement and a strangely agitated sleep; she fancied this morning in her sleep that her soul was hovering above her body, which she at the same time watched. It must have been delirium; she fancies, too, that she saw a phantom enter her chamber and even heard the noise it made on touching her glass.”
“It is singular,” said the doctor; “I was not aware that Madame