She rose, meekly and without reluctance, as he spoke; with a manner which said as plainly as words could have, said--'Command, and I obey.

Bid me go even now, at midnight, on a perilous journey, over and into foreign lands, and I go without murmur or repining.' She was a heart-stricken, a heart-broken, and abused woman--and yet she loved still, and loved her destroyer.
"Ellen," said he, taking her hand, "your mother was a Christian--a strict worshipper--one who, for the last few years of her life, seldom put the Bible out of her hands; and yet she cursed me in her very soul as she went out of the world." "Guy, Guy, speak not so, I pray you.

Spare me this cruelty, and say not for the departed spirit what it surely never would have said of itself." "But it did so say, Ellen, and of this I am satisfied.

Hear me, girl.

I know something of mankind, and womankind too, and I am not often mistaken in the expression of human faces, and certainly was not mistaken in hers.