She had once shammed a fit, on the very place; and when you had a real fit there--on the very spot--oh, it was so fearful--and lay like one dead, she saw God's finger, and it touched her hard heart.

Don't say anything more against her just now.

She is trying so hard to be good.

And, besides, it is all a mistake: she never told that old admiral; she never breathed a word out of her own house.

Her own people have betrayed her and you.