Think of that, my friend! But in spite of my numb feeling I believe I'll rise out of all this dark agony a better woman, with greater love of man and God.

I'm on the rack now; I'm senseless to all but pain, and growing dead to that.

Sooner or later I shall rise out of this stupor.

I'm waiting the hour." "It'll soon come, Jane," replied Lassiter, soberly.

"Then I'm afraid for you.