They lived there--together--Parish and the woman, till he went abroad.

Yes, and she was a prisoner there not simply for a short time; she lived and died there.

Whatever Parish did, whoever he was, he never loved any other woman as he did that one.

And by the Lord! when it comes to that, no other woman in that town ever was loved more than she by everybody.

Odd creatures, women, eh?
Who can find them out?
Who can weigh them, who can plumb their souls?
But, my God! who can do without them ?" Carlisle made no answer, and Dunwody went on.