There would be no roof to cover her now but the roof in the Windberg-gasse, beneath which there was to her a hell upon earth.

No; she would face the anger of all the saints rather than eat the bitter bread which her aunt would provide for her.

And she would face the anger of all the saints rather than fall short in her revenge upon her lover.

She had given herself to him altogether--for him she had been half-starved, when, but for him, she might have lived as a favoured daughter in her aunt's house--for him she had made it impossible to herself to regard any other man with a spark of affection--for his sake she had hated her cousin Ziska-- her cousin who was handsome, and young, and rich, and had loved her-- feeling that the very idea that she could accept love from anyone but Anton had been an insult to her.

She had trusted Anton as though his word had been gospel to her.