Catherine stood looking out across the valley toward the sunset.

Now that the demand upon her for calmness and fortitude was removed, and that the religious exaltation in which she had gone through the last three hours was becoming less intense, the pure human pity of the scene she had just witnessed seemed to be gaining upon her.

Her lip trembled, and two or three tears silently overflowed.
Rose turned and gently kissed her cheek, and Agnes touched her hand caressingly.

She smiled at them, for it was not in her nature to let any sign of love pass unheeded, and in a few more seconds she had mastered herself.
'Dears, we must go in.

Is mother in her room?
Oh, Rose! in that thin dress on the grass; I oughtn't to have kept you out.