And she felt herself compelled to give way to people whom, with all her heart, she hated.

She determined that nothing,--nothing should induce her to soften her feelings to this son-in-law who was forced upon her.

The man had come and had stolen from her her treasure, her one treasure.

And that other man whom she had always feared and always hated, Robert Bolton, the man whose craft and worldliness had ever prevented her from emancipating her husband from the flesh and the devil, had brought all this about.

Then she reconciled herself to her child, and wept over her, and implored heaven to save her.