She cursed the poison, railed at it, and implored it to be quick, and thrust away with her stiffened arms everything that Charles, in more agony than herself, tried to make her drink. He stood up, his handkerchief to his lips, with a rattling sound in his throat, weeping, and choked by sobs that shook his whole body.
Elle maudissait le poison, l’invectivait, le suppliait de se hâter, et repoussait de ses bras roidis tout ce que Charles, plus agonisant qu’elle, s’efforçait de lui faire boire.