They lifted her up.
Ursus said,—
"Fetch a pillow."
She replied,—
"What for? I have Gwynplaine!"
She laid her head on Gwynplaine's shoulder, who was sitting behind, and supporting her, his eyes wild with grief.
"Oh," said she, "how happy I am!"
Ursus took her wrist, and counted the pulsation of the artery. He did not shake his head. He said nothing, nor expressed his thought except by the rapid movement of his eyelids, which were opening and closing convulsively, as if to prevent a flood of tears from bursting out.
"What is the matter?" asked Gwynplaine.
Ursus placed his ear against Dea's left side.