Soon Mary Toft's body began to twist and contort. But that winter day, the labor was not prolonged, and soon Toft had delivered her child--the skinned torso of a small rabbit. St. André then turned his attention to the mother, who had been waiting patiently by the fire. After palpating Mary's stomach, St. André found a hard lump in the woman's right side. In the evening Mary Toft fell into convulsions again--this time so violent she had to be held in her chair.