It was a monologue, and yet there was a conscious appeal to an invisible Presence, who could not misjudge her, and so she passed from talking to herself to talking to God, and that without any of the formality of prayer.

Her mother had made God seem to be against her.

Now she, like David, protested her innocence to God.

She recited half to herself, and yet also to God--for is not every appeal to one's conscience in some sense an appeal to God ?--she recited all the struggles of that night when she went to August at the castle.

People talk of the consolation there is in God's mercy.