there is one within, besides the things, that we have heard and seen, recounts most horrid sights, seen by the watch.
julius caesar
in the morning, emily found madame montoni nearly in the same condition, as on the preceding night; she had slept little, and that little had not refreshed her; she smiled on her niece, and seemed cheered by her presence, but spoke only a few words, and never named montoni, who, however, soon after, entered the room.his wife, when she understood that he was there, appeared much agitated, but was entirely silent, till emily rose from a chair at the bed-side, when she begged, in a feeble voice, that she would not leave her.
the visit of montoni was not to sooth his wife, whom he knew to be dying, or to console, or to ask her forgiveness, but to make a last effort to procure that signature, which would transfer her estates in languedoc, after her death, to him rather than to emily.this was a scene, that exhibited, on his part, his usual inhumanity, and, on that of madame montoni, a persevering spirit, contending with a feeble frame; while emily repeatedly declared to him her willingness to resign all claim to those estates, rather than that the last hours of her aunt should be disturbed by contention.montoni, however, did not leave the room, till his wife, exhausted by the obstinate dispute, had fainted, and she lay so long insensible, that emily began to fear that the spark of life was extinguished.at length, she revived, and, looking feebly up at her niece, whose tears were falling over her, made an effort to speak, but her words were unintelligible, and emily again apprehended she was dying.
afterwards, however, she recovered her speech, and, being somewhat restored by a cordial, conversed for a considerable time, on the subject of her estates in france, with clearness and precision.she directed her niece where to find some papers relative to them, which she had hitherto concealed from the search of montoni, and earnestly charged her never to suffer these papers to escape her.