Adèle did "stop it," and hastily walked away.
"What!" she said to herself, "can these little girls from town beat you soundly enough to make you think you are in the beginning of the week to come? They must be clever. I will ask Miss Euston about it."
CHAPTER IV.
The Influences of a Good Home.
en years have elapsed. On a stormy September afternoon, in a room of a two-storeyed cottage, situate at the bottom of the Rohais, a woman lay dying. Her husband knelt beside her bed, holding his wife's hand.
The stillness that prevailed was only disturbed by an occasional sob from the husband, and the short irregular breathing of the dying woman.