She had long guessed how it was; she knew it now--she had known the truth last night, when she had smoothed his soft hair with her hand and had spoken softly to him, but had not got from him the promise that meant salvation to her and her husband.

Then she had known what she must do.

Once more she had tried to impose her strength upon his weakness, and had failed.

Then, almost without an outward sign, she had made up her mind.

And now--he was gone.