After she was sold from her mother she became the property of an excellent old lady, who seems to have been very careful to imbue her mind with good principles; a woman who loved purity, not only for her own daughters, but also for the defenseless girls in her home.

I believe it was the lady's intention to have freed Marie at her death, but she died suddenly, and, the estate being involved, she was sold with it and fell into the hands of my agent.

I became deeply interested in her when I heard her story, and began to pity her." "And I suppose love sprang from pity." "I not only pitied her, but I learned to respect her.

I had met with beautiful women in the halls of wealth and fashion, both at home and abroad, but there was something in her different from all my experience of womanhood." "I should think so," said Lorraine, with a sneer; "but I should like to know what it was." "It was something such as I have seen in old cathedrals, lighting up the beauty of a saintly face.

A light which the poet tells was never seen on land or sea.