She could endure it no longer. She nodded and smiled wanly at Ella.
“You may go now!”
The woman gazed at the bride in surprise.
“I shall come again—yes?”
“Tomorrow morning, Ella, you may help me.”
The white figure paused uncertainly at the door, and her drawling voice breathed her parting word tenderly:
“Good night!”
The bride closed her eyes and answered.
“Good night, Ella!”
The door closed. Jim rose quickly and bolted it.