His Other Wife: A Novel — page 334: what you’re looking at

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326 FATHER LOUIS’ EXPERIMENT. until she grew too weak to move from her rug at my fireside—until I could no longer bear the dumb, im- ploring gaze of her beautiful golden eyes. ‘‘One morning I gave her to drink, in a small portion of milk, the solution I had prepared. I sat by, and kept my fingers on the large artery in the throat of the hound, counting its pulsations. In less than ten minutes, the dog, whose head rested on my knee, was fast asleep. Slower and feebler beat the blood: through the artery, and finally the aortic flow entirely ceased. Numbness in all the frame was succeeded by chillness, and afterward by a gradual stiffening of the limbs. All this took place with- out a struggle or a moan. I believed that hound was dead; but, as the time went by, and no distention of the face or body, nor blackening of the skin ensued, J began to hope for the best. “The hound lay in that condition of coma for twenty- four hours. I had, immediately after the swoon, removed her toa room without fire and filled with fresh air. At intervals during that time I applied strong sal-volatile and other restorative means. About the last of the twenty-four hours I was awakened from my sleep upon a couch near the table, where the body of the hound reposed upon a mattress, by a low whine, almost like the sick moan of a little child. I felt a thrill of joy, and went at once to the table. Poor Sappho’s eyes were open, and her tongue hung pantingly from her parched jaws. I poured a little new milk down her throat, and this I repeated at intervals comicbooks.co