God help me. She was not Madame Melusine Valade. The Enschede Bible—the one out of which she read—had been strangely mutilated. Imagine her, putting herself to all this delay and inconvenience for a young wastrel she did not know and who, the moment he got on his feet, would doubtless pass out of her life without so much as Thank you! And it was ten to one that she would not comprehend the ingratitude. A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at once a more natural appearance. In one of these seats, at the end of the aisle farthest removed from the chancel, the widow took her place, and addressed herself fervently to her devotions. She distinctly shivered as he forced her to look at him.
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