"You, like all down there in Chaudiere, know nothing of my past, are not sure that I haven't been a hundred times worse than you think poor Jo there.

I may have been anything.

You may be harbouring a man the law is tracking down." In all that befell Rosalie Evanturel thereafter, never could come such another great resolute moment.

There was nothing to support her in the crisis but her own faith.

It needed high courage to tell this man who had first given her dreams, then imagination, hope, and the beauty of doing for another's well-being rather than for her own--to tell this man that he was a suspected criminal.