"She has confessed."
"She had a child?"
"Yes."
"It was born dead?"
"No, she killed it."
"God in heaven!" said Gell, and it seemed to Fenella that at that moment the man's heart had broken.
She knew she ought to say more, but she could not do so—nothing being of consequence except the one terrible fact of the man's betrayal.
"God in heaven!" said Gell again, and he turned to leave her.
"What are you going to do in the morning?"
"I don't know .... yet."