She began to be afraid, so strong was her reluctance, that she would not bring her heart into the task.

"Suppose I failed tonight because I could not force myself to wish not to fail!" she thought, and she steeled herself against the thought.

Tonight she must not fail.

For apart altogether from Mme.

Dauvray's happiness, her own, it seemed, was at stake too.
"It must be from my lips that Harry learns what I have been," she said to herself, and with the resolve she strengthened herself.
"I will wear what you please," she said, with a smile.