They cried to me for bread--I had no bread; so I gave them hard words.

The moment I had done that I knew it was all over.

God knows it took a long while to break my heart; but it is broken at last; quite, quite broken! broken! broken!" And the poor thing laid his head upon the table, and sobbed, beyond all power of restraint.

The children cried round him, scarce knowing why; and Mrs.Triplet could only say, "My poor husband!" and prayed and wept upon the couch where she lay.
It was at this juncture that a lady, who had knocked gently and unheard, opened the door, and with a light step entered the apartment; but no sooner had she caught sight of Triplet's anguish, than, saying hastily, "Stay, I forgot something," she made as hasty an exit.
This gave Triplet a moment to recover himself; and Mrs.Woffington, whose lynx eye had comprehended all at a glance, and who had determined at once what line to take, came flying in again, saying: "Wasn't somebody inquiring for an angel?
Here I am.

See, Mr.Triplet;" and she showed him a note, which said: "Madam, you are an angel.