She could not forsake her victim.

For in addition to the legitimate motives of sympathy, another and stronger reason prevailed,--the dread of the very powers whom she thought to have invoked in Say's behalf, and to whose dark realm she fancied that she would be fettered and still faster riveted by committing an action which she regarded as worse than all her other deeds.

Dismissing every thought of self she resolved to remain true to Say, happen what might.

Shotaye had almost become-- "part of the power that still Produceth good, whilst ever scheming ill." She believed that death stood plainly at her door.

Nevertheless she hated to die.