let him know. I'm trying to find her grandmother."
They split up.
In the meantime André had arrived home.
He stormed through the door and saw Oscar lying on the floor.
"Dearest, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be walking around alone."
He helped Oscar up and with a lot of effort she made it to bed.
She seemed to have convulsions at ever shorter intervals.
"André! I'll make it with you."
She rolled back and forth on the bed.
André was desperate."How can I help you?"
Oscar looked at him through a veil of tears.
"You can't help me. Nobody can help me with this thing. I have to go through it alone."
André winced, startled.
"But…"
"You will help me if you are only there."
She turned to her husband.
"Believe me, only your presence gives me strength."
André turned to the door.
"Rosalie seems to be coming."
At that moment the doctor and Rosalie came in.
Oscar recognized her general practitioner with relief.
"Luckily you came."
The doctor put his bag down.
"Oscar, you have to listen carefully to me now and do what I tell you."
He looked at André.
"Do you want him to stay?"
Oscar nodded.
"Very well. Please sit by Oscar and at the head end and now and then put a damp cloth on her forehead. If she wants to drink something, give her water."
André did as he was told.
"Rosalie, I need you guys here. If the child can be seen you have to help me."Frightened, Rosalie backed away.
"If I do something wrong ..."
The doctor reassured her.
"I'll tell you what to do."
He took a deep breath.
"Well, let's give birth to the heirs of the Jarjaye family."

After several hours of agony for everyone involved, Oscar Francois de Jarjaye gave birth to a healthy boy on August 26, 1790.
His name should be Gabriel Joseph de Jarjaye.
Completely exhausted from the very difficult birth, but infinitely happy, Oscar finally fell asleep after the doctor placed the baby on her breast.
André hadn't left her side for a moment.
The doctor took the child, washed and dressed with Rosalie's help.
Rosalie was delighted.
"Look, André, it has the same beautiful blue eyes as Oscar."
He took the little boy tenderly in his arms.
"Yeah, he's just as pretty as his mother."