6/14 He died and was buried, and she was alone in the world as miserable a woman as the wide earth ever held. She had no wish to speak to her, to reveal herself, only to look once more upon her face, then lie down by the road-side and die. She sold all she possessed but the rags upon her back, and took a steerage passage for England. 'You will go to Devonshire,' she said to him; 'you will see my child. Tell her I died humbly praying her forgiveness. |