For, consider this! I cannot speak with justice of Mlle.Celie.No, I cannot! I did not like her.

I was jealous--yes, jealous, Monsieur, you want the truth--I hated her!" And the woman's face flushed and she clenched her hand upon the arm of her chair.

"Yes, I hated her.

How could I help it ?" she asked.
"Why ?" asked Hanaud gently.

"Why could you not help it ?" Helene Vauquier leaned back again, her strength exhausted, and smiled languidly.
"I will tell you.