"I'm dying, Meg, darling."
"Dying!" said Meg, to whom the word conveyed no idea, "dying!"
"Yes, dear; going away."
"I'll go, too."
"No, dear, no. You must stay here, and be a good girl. Mumsey is going far away--to the sky," finished poor Kitty, in a faltering voice.
"To the sky--then you'll see God," said Meg.
At this Kitty could bear no more, but burst into tears, and Meg was taken out of the room, being pacified with difficulty. Then Keith entered with the clergyman, who was left alone with the dying woman for some time.
When they all returned, they saw she was sinking rapidly, but she smiled faintly as Eugénie approached.
"I've told him all," she said in a low voice, "and he says God will forgive me."
"I'm sure He will, dear," said Eugénie in a faltering voice.