Jules Verne,
Mathias Sandorf — Chapter XX
(1885)
“ At this moment the railing of the chapel slowly opened. Wrapped in a white shroud, as if he had risen from his grave, Pierre appeared in the light.“My son! my son!” exclaimed Mme. Bathory, who stretched out her arms and fell senseless.It mattered little. Memory and thought had returned to her! The mother was awakened! She had recognized her son!The doctor soon revived her, and when she had recovered her consciousness, when her eyes rested on her son—“Alive! My Pierre! Alive!” she exclaimed.“Yes! Living for your sake, mother, living to love you.” ”
