I held her arms, and she remained motionless; the very air around us seemed to beat with passionate pulse of pain.
"There was a faint splash in the water," I went on; "it was all over in less than a second, and then the swift waves rolled on as before.

The woman stood motionless.

When she turned to leave the spot the moon shone full on her face--ghastly, desperate and beautiful--he saw it as plainly as I see the river here.

He heard her as plainly as I hear the river here.

She cried aloud as she went away, 'Oh, my God, if I dare--if I dare!' Can you tell what happened?
Listen how wonderful are the ways of God, who hates murder and punishes it.