I say condoled, but her only words were "Jenny! Jenny!" All the rest was in the tone in which she said them.
I thought it very touching to see these two women, coarse and shabby and beaten, so united; to see what they could be to one another; to see how they felt for one another, how the heart of each to each was softened by the hard trials of their lives.

I think the best side of such people is almost hidden from us.

What the poor are to the poor is little known, excepting to themselves and God.
We felt it better to withdraw and leave them uninterrupted.

We stole out quietly and without notice from any one except the man.

He was leaning against the wall near the door, and finding that there was scarcely room for us to pass, went out before us.