And while her father was silent she believed there were still possibilities of escape from it.

So she was not sorry that he again went to his office in the city without any special word for her.

It was another day stolen from the uncertain future, for the calm usage of the present, and she was determined to make happiness in it.
When all was still in the afternoon Isabel came to her.

She would not put the child to the necessity of again asking her help.

She rose at once, and said: "Sit here, Iza, until I have opened the door for us.