The thought of her husband, so long a daily torture and irritation, was now a sacred memory--the last few hours had been to her the renewal of her marriage vows, to which death had brought only a fuller ratification, after life's long divorce.

She was very weak and weary; and but for the child beside her, would have been glad to enter herself that unseen world whose gates seemed so near, and to have rested there; but it was not time yet.

So she lay and thought, calmly and soberly, till she too dropped asleep.
She kept in her room all day till quite evening.

Mr.Bellairs had undertaken to make all the needful arrangements, and it was not necessary that any one should know that the real direction of affairs rested with her.

Her first occupation was to write to Mr.Strafford, telling him of Christian's death, and of her own wish, that the body should be taken to Moose Island for burial.