But it seems hard that all this should be so because I am a widow,--and because I am alone,--and because I am poorly clothed.' As she said this there were tears in her eyes, true ones, and something of the sound of a broken sob in her voice.

And Caldigate was moved.

The woman's condition was to be pitied, whether it had been produced with or without fault on her own part.

To be alone is always sad,--even for a man; but for a woman, and for a young woman, it is doubly melancholy.

Of a sudden the dancing was done and the lamps were taken away.
'If you do not want to go to bed,' he said, 'let us take a turn.' 'I never go to bed.