“It is too terrible,” she confessed, “to be always trembling like this!⁠ ⁠… And yet we run no danger here; we are at home, in the sky, in the open air, in the light. The sun is flaming; and night-birds can not bear to look at the sun. I have never seen him by daylight⁠ ⁠… it must be awful!⁠ ⁠… Oh, the first time I saw him!⁠ ⁠… I thought that he was going to die.”

“Why?” asked Raoul, really frightened at the aspect which this strange confidence was taking.

“ Because I had seen him! ”

This time, Raoul and Christine turned round at the same time:

“There is someone in pain,” said Raoul. “Perhaps someone has been hurt. Did you hear?”