The Count of Monte Cristo

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jaws were so clinched that the pen could not pass them. This second
attack was much more violent than the first, and he had slipped from the
couch to the ground, where he was writhing in agony. The doctor left him
in this paroxysm, knowing that he could do nothing to alleviate it, and,
going up to Noirtier, said abruptly, "How do you find yourself?--well?"

"Yes."

"Have you any weight on the chest; or does your stomach feel light and
comfortable--eh?"

"Yes."

"Then you feel pretty much as you generally do after you have had the
dose which I am accustomed to give you every Sunday?"

"Yes."