“Oh!” thought the doctor; “this sounds less like delirium than like memory.”
“I have heard enough,” cried the queen, rising and trembling violently; and she tried to go.
The doctor stopped her. “Madame,” said he, “what do you wish?”
“Nothing, doctor, nothing.”
“But if the king ask to see my patient?”
“Oh! that would be dreadful!”
“What shall I say?”
“Doctor, I cannot think; this dreadful spectacle has confused me.”
“I think you have caught his fever,” said the doctor, feeling her pulse.
She drew away her hand, and escaped.