31/35 "Will you please to come in ?" And so she came into our little sitting-room, and sat over there in the old green arm-chair. I shall never forget it as long as I live. She spoke as though I were her confessor, so humbly and quietly,--as though it had all happened ten years ago. There is no stubbornness in those tiger women when once they break down. She did not scruple to say that she had loved him, nor that she had done everything in her power to keep him; though he had never so much as looked at her, she added, pathetically. |