But unable to resist her daughter's imploring looks, she added, "Well, as you will.

But it is useless." With this she proceeded to the little passage, and remained there.
As Lady Roos turned to her husband, she saw, from the stern and inflexible look he had assumed, that any appeal made to him would be unavailing, and she attempted none.

A moment elapsed before she could utter a word, and then it was only a murmur to heaven for guidance and support.
"What say you, Elizabeth ?" demanded Lord Roos, thinking she had addressed him.
"I asked for support from on High, William, and it has been accorded to me," she replied in a low sweet voice.

"I can now speak to you.

It is not to weary you with supplications or reproaches that I thus detain you.