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noon
Simon Fleix roused me at last from my stupor , making me understand that she was not dead , but in a deep swoon , the result of the shock she had undergone . A leech , for whom he had despatched a neighbour , came in as I rose , and taking my place , presently restored her to consciousness . But her extreme feebleness warned me not to hope for more than a temporary recovery ; nor had I sat by her long before I discerned that this last blow , following on so many fears and privations , had reached a vital part , and that she was even now dying . She lay for a while with her hand in mine and her eyes closed , but about noon , the student , contriving to give her some broth , she revived , and , recognising me , lay for more than an hour gazing at me with unspeakable content and satisfaction . At the end of that time , and when I thought she was past speaking , she signed to me to bend over her , and whispered something , which at first I could not catch . Presently I made it out to be , ` She is gone -- The girl you brought ? ' Much troubled , I answered yes , begging her not to think about the matter .