My little baby! Oh, mon Dieu, mon Dieu!" Mrs.Halifax, taking in earnest those meaningless French ejaculations, whispered something about Him who alone can comfort and help us all.
"Him! I never knew Him, if indeed He be.

No, no, there is no after-life." Ursula turned away in horror.

"John, what shall we do with her?
No home!--no husband!--no God!" "He never leaves Himself without a witness.

Look, love." The wretched woman sat rocking to and fro--weeping and wringing her hands.

"It was cruel--cruel! You should not have spoken about my baby.