'What will he think of us?
he that saved my life, mamma! Oh, mamma! you promised to forgive him.

Do ask him.

You know he will come if you ask him.' Mrs.Woodward could not explain to her--could not explain to any one--why she did not invite him.

Norman guessed it all, and Mrs.
Woodward saw that he had done so; but still she could not talk to him of Katie's feelings, could not tell him that she feared her child was heart-laden with so sad a love.

So Mrs.Woodward had no confidant in her sorrow, no counsel which she could seek to aid her own wavering judgement.