But she succeeded in slipping by, and entering the building, gradually pressed forward.
Though it was half-way through the sermon, and the dense crowd that filled the cathedral was listening to it with absorbed and silent attention, yet several pairs of eyes glanced with curiosity and amazement at the new-comer.

She sank on to the floor, bowed her painted face down to it, lay there a long time, unmistakably weeping; but raising her head again and getting up from her knees, she soon recovered, and was diverted.

Gaily and with evident and intense enjoyment she let her eyes rove over the faces, and over the walls of the cathedral.

She looked with particular curiosity at some of the ladies, even standing on tip-toe to look at them, and even laughed once or twice, giggling strangely.

But the sermon was over, and they brought out the cross.