Who would dare to tell her that he had fallen?
'Twas thus that her pride was still strong within her; and as it supported her through this misery, who can blame her for it?
She was allowed into the prison twice a week; on Tuesdays and Fridays she was permitted to spend one hour with her husband, and to take her child with her.

It is hardly necessary to say that she was punctual to the appointed times.

This, however, occupied but a short period, even of those looked-for days; and in spite of her pride, and her constant needle, the weary six months went from her all too slowly.
Nor did they pass with swifter foot within the prison.

Alaric was allowed the use of books and pens and paper, but even with these he found a day in prison to be almost an unendurable eternity.
This was the real punishment of his guilt; it was not that he could not eat well, and lie soft, or enjoy the comforts which had always surrounded him; but that the day would not pass away.

The slowness of the lagging hours nearly drove him mad.