Until he was proved the comedian (in spite of the young Seigneur) she would stand by him, so far as his public career was concerned.

Misfortune could not make her turn from a man; it was then she gave him a helping hand.

What was between him and Elise was for their own souls and consciences.
As she passed the little cottage in the field the third morning of Valmond's illness, she saw the girl entering.

Elise had come to get some necessaries for Valmond and for her mother.

She was pale; her face had gained a spirituality, a refinement, new and touching.