I used to think yonder woman was an idiot, because she believed in a place of torment; but she was right there.

Yes, Joanna," she continued, apostrophizing the picture, "I'm compelled to confess that you are right; for, being in hell, it is idle to deny its existence." She placed the lamp once more upon the table, yet did not seat herself beside it, but walked hastily up and down the room.

"To be young no more, to be poor and powerless, to have no hope in this world nor belief in a better, to have lost even belief in one's self--is not that to be in Gehenna?
I am punished for my sins, men say.

Hypocrites! liars! Why is _he_ not punished?
Why is he proud, and strong, and prosperous?
Sins?
If Judgment-day should come to-morrow, my soul would be as pure as snow beside that man's! ay, and beside most men's! Joanna here knew _that_--I suppose by inspiration; for how else should she?
What's that ?" Amidst the pelting of the rain, which had increased within the last few hours rather than diminished, the pulling of the house-bell could be heard.

Mrs.Yorke drew forth her watch--a jeweled trinket of exquisite beauty, one of the few relics of her palmy time.