andhewould，butforhiswife’sobjections，havetakenhistwosonswithhim，inordertoaccustomthemtogreatoccasions；thatthismightbealesson，anexample，asolemnpicture，thatshouldremainintheirheadslateron。
Theroomwhentheywentinwasfullofmournfulsolemnity。Onthework-table，coveredoverwithawhitecloth，therewerefiveorsixsmallballsofcottoninasilverdish，nearalargecrucifixbetweentwolightedcandles。
Emma，herchinsunkenuponherbreast，hadhereyesinordinatelywideopen，andherpoorhandswanderedoverthesheetswiththathideousandsoftmovementofthedying，thatseemsasiftheywantedalreadytocoverthemselveswiththeshroud。Paleasastatueandwitheyesredasfire，Charles，notweeping，stoodoppositeheratthefootofthebed，whilethepriest，bendingoneknee，wasmutteringwordsinalowvoice。
Sheturnedherfaceslowly，andseemedfilledwithjoyonseeingsuddenlythevioletstole，nodoubtfindingagain，inthemidstofatemporarylullinherpain，thelostvoluptuousnessofherfirstmysticaltransports，withthevisionsofeternalbeatitudethatwerebeginning。
Thepriestrosetotakethecrucifix；thenshestretchedforwardherneckasonewhoisathirst，andglueingherlipstothebodyoftheMan-God，shepresseduponitwithallherexpiringstrengththefullestkissoflovethatshehadevergiven。ThenherecitedtheMisereaturandtheIndulgentiam，dippedhisrightthumbintheoil，andbegantogiveextremeunction。Firstupontheeyes，thathadsocovetedallworldlypomp；thenuponthenostrils，thathadbeengreedyofthewarmbreezeandamorousodours；thenuponthemouth，thathadutteredlies，thathadcurledwithprideandcriedoutinlewdness；thenuponthehandsthathaddelightedinsensualtouches；andfinallyuponthesolesofthefeet，soswiftofyore，whenshewasrunningtosatisfyherdesires，andthatwouldnowwalknomore。