"Don't you know?"
"No."
"'Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy mind, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength.'"
If Winifred's face was grave, Elizabeth's took a double shade of gravity — it was even dark for a minute, as if with some thought that troubled her. Winnie's eyes seemed to take note of it, and Elizabeth roused herself. Yet at first it was not to speak.
"When — How long ago, do you suppose," she said, "your brother was changed in this way?"
"Since — since the time I came here; — since mother died,"
Winnie said softly.
There was again a few minutes of absolute silence; and then
Elizabeth rose to go.
"Shall I send you the wine?" she said smiling.
"I don't believe Winthrop will let me take it," Winifred said.
"Because he is good, are you bound not to get strong?"
Elizabeth said with an air of slight vexation.