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it is beginning , '' she murmured . `` What did you say ? '' She turned her head from side to side with a gentle movement full of agony , while constantly opening her mouth as if something very heavy were weighing upon her tongue . At eight o'clock the vomiting began again . Charles noticed that at the bottom of the basin there was a sort of white sediment sticking to the sides of the porcelain . `` This is extraordinary -- very singular , '' he repeated . But she said in a firm voice , `` No , you are mistaken . ''