Celie dare to refuse the tests Adele wished to impose upon her.

But that was not all.
She took a subtle and ironic pleasure to-night in decking out her victim's natural loveliness.

Her face, her slender throat, her white shoulders, should look their prettiest, her grace of limb and figure should be more alluring than ever before.

The same words, indeed, were running through both women's minds.
"For the last time," said Celia to herself, thinking of these horrible seances, of which to-night should see the end.
"For the last time," said Helene Vauquier too.

For the last time she laced the girl's dress.