Everybody expected Mrs.Anderson to break out like a fury.
But she knew a better plan than that.

She felt a new device come like an inspiration.

And perhaps it was.

It really seemed to Jonas that the devil helped her.

For instead of breaking out into commonplace scolding, the resources of which she had long since exhausted, she dropped upon her knees, and began to pray for Julia.
No swearer ever curses like the priest who veils his personal spites in official and pious denunciations, and Mrs.Anderson had never dealt out abuse so roundly and terribly and crushingly, as she did under the guise of praying for the salvation of Julia's soul from well-deserved perdition.