A torpor seized her; she stopped. They started again, and with a more rapid movement; the Viscount, dragging her along disappeared with her to the end of the gallery, where panting, she almost fell, and for a moment rested her head upon his breast.
Majd ujra elindultak, s a vicomte most még sebesebben ragadta magával, kitánczoltatta a folyosóra, a hol Emma, lélekzetét vesztve, majdnem elbukott, s egy pillanatra úgy elfulladt, hogy feje lehanyatlott tánczosa mellére.