CHAPTER II.
At the end of the week we found the widow waiting to receive us.
To describe her personally, she was a little lady, with a remarkably pretty figure, a clear pale complexion, a broad low forehead, and large, steady, brightly-intelligent gray eyes.

Having married a man very much older than herself, she was still (after many years of wedded life) a notably attractive woman.

But she never seemed to be conscious of her personal advantages, or vain of the very remarkable abilities which she did unquestionably possess.

Under ordinary circumstances, she was a singularly gentle, unobtrusive creature.

But let the occasion call for it, and the reserves of resolution in her showed themselves instantly.