Page 59 (2/2)

Vronsky caain hid

his face in his hands

"Uncover your face--look at him! He's a saint," she said "Oh!

uncover your face, do uncover it!" she said angrily "Alexey

Alexandrovitch, do uncover his face! I want to see him"

Alexey Alexandrovitch took Vronsky's hands and drew them away

froony and

shaive hi to

restrain the tears that streamed from his eyes

"Thank God, thank God!" she said, "now everything is ready Only

to stretch s a little There, that's capital How badly

these flowers are done--not a bit like a violet," she said,

pointing to the hangings "My God, ive me some morphine! Oh, my

God, my God!"

And she tossed about on the bed

The doctors said that it was puerperal fever, and that it was

ninety-nine chances in a hundred it would end in death The

whole day long there was fever, deliriuht the patient lay without consciousness, and almost

without pulse