"Yes, yes, she can come with me," said Madame Lavaux, who was
not in the best of tempers at the disturbance; "but I beg of
you not to make more noise than you can help, Messieurs, or I
shall have the whole house disturbed, and half the people
leaving to-morrow."
The sad little procession moved quietly enough up the stairs,
and along the corridor to M. Linders' room. Graham had gone on
in front, but Madame Lavaux had held back Madelon when she
would have pressed forward by the side of the men who were
carrying her father, and she had yielded at first in sheer
bewilderment. She had passed through more than one phase of
emotion in the course of the last ten minutes, poor child! The
first overwhelming shock and terror had passed away, when
Graham's reassuring voice and manner had convinced her that
her father was not dead; but she had still felt too stunned
and confused to do more than obey passively, as she watched
him carefully raised, and slowly carried from the hall. By the
time they reached the top of the staircase, however, her
natural energy began to reassert itself; and, as she saw him
disappear within the bedroom, her impatient eagerness to be at
his side again, could not be restrained.
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