At length Mave spoke.
"I have only one thought, Sarah, an' that is how to make him happy; to see him happy." "I can scarcely spake," replied Sarah; "I wouldn't know what to say if I did.

I'm all confused; Mave, dear, forgive me!" "God bless you," replied Mave, "for you are truth an' honesty itself.
God bless an' you, make him happy! Good-bye, dear Sarah." She put her hand into Sarah's and felt that it trembled excessively--but Sarah was utterly passive; she did not even return the pressure which she had received, and when Mave departed, she was standing in a reverie, incapable of thought, deadly pale, and perfectly motionless.
CHAPTEE XXV.

-- Sarah Without Hope.
How Sarah returned to Dalton's cabin she herself knew not.

Such was the tumult which the communication then made to her by Mave, had occasioned in her mind, that, the scene which had just taken place, altogether appeared to her excited spirit like a troubled dream, whose impressions were too unreal and deceptive to be depended on for a moment.

The reaction from the passive state in which Mave had left her, was, to a temperament like her's, perfectly overwhelming.