“‘I SUPPOSE YOU DON’T REMEMBER ME, MADAME’”
Ursula drew the straining dog towards her, and passed down the narrow path. Half-way she hesitated.
“Oh, keep straight!” she burst out, pleadingly; “keep straight, for the child’s sake. I’ll send you the twenty-five florins, if you want them. Let me have your address in Drum, and I’ll try to find you decent work. Oh, be an honest girl, for the love of God!”
“Send me the twenty-five florins,” said Adeline.
Ursula crept back into the wood; her eyes were full of tears.
“Oh, Gerard, Gerard!” she said; “this is your work. God forgive you for deserting her. No pure-hearted woman can.”