It was a purely mechanical work, during which she usually prayed.

But, since old Tabaret entered the room, she forgot her everlasting prayers whilst listening to the conversation.

What did it all mean?
Who could this woman be?
And this young man who was not her son, and who yet called her mother, and at the same time spoke of a true son accused of being an assassin?
Before this she had overheard mysterious remarks pass between Noel and the doctor.

Into what strange house had she entered?
She was a little afraid; and her conscience was sorely troubled.

Was she not sinning?
She resolved to tell all to the priest, when he returned.
"No," said Noel, "no, M.Tabaret; Albert has not public opinion for him.
We are sharper than that in France, as you know.