But there is no time now----" She turned hastily, and threw herself down before a crucifix.
After a long time she went out to the vestibule, where she found Frances, and said, with an effort to be cheerful and matter-of-fact, "Come, now, let us talk like reasonable people.

A thing is coming to me which comes to every-body.

I'm not one to whine.

But it's the child--I don't think any baby ever was as much to a woman as Jacques is to me.

I suppose God does not think I am fit to bring him up.