She was not.

The atrocious vision of an infamous disgrace stood between her and all possibility of relenting.

She saw again the coarse striped clothes, the cropped hair, the hands and feet shackled in irons, the hideous faces of women murderers and thieves around her.

Well, that was the alternative, if she let Veronica live--all that, or death.
Of course, in such a case she would have chosen death.

But it was characteristic of her that from beginning to end she never thought of taking her own life.