The Count of Monte Cristo

Back Forward Menu

"And did you also discover a bitter taste?"

"Yes."

"Oh, doctor," cried Barrois, "the fit is coming on again. Oh, do
something for me." The doctor flew to his patient. "That emetic,
Villefort--see if it is coming." Villefort sprang into the passage,
exclaiming, "The emetic! the emetic!--is it come yet?" No one answered.
The most profound terror reigned throughout the house. "If I had
anything by means of which I could inflate the lungs," said d'Avrigny,
looking around him, "perhaps I might prevent suffocation. But there is
nothing which would do--nothing!" "Oh, sir," cried Barrois, "are you
going to let me die without help? Oh, I am dying! Oh, save me!"

"A pen, a pen!" said the doctor. There was one lying on the table; he
endeavored to introduce it into the mouth of the patient, who, in the
midst of his convulsions, was making vain attempts to vomit; but the