A slight change of countenance had told her that charity, especially toward the dead, is a commendable quality.
"The world," she went on rather hurriedly, "never makes allowances--does it?
He was easily led, I suppose.

And people said things of him that were not true.

Did you ever hear of him in Russia--of the things they said of him ?" She waited for the answer with suppressed eagerness--a good woman defending the memory of her dead husband--a fair lioness protecting her cub.
"No; I never hear Russian gossip.

I know no one in St.Petersburg, and few in Moscow." She gave a little sigh of relief.
"Then perhaps poor Sydney's delinquencies have been forgotten," she said.

"In six months every thing is forgotten now.