The poor baroness, all whose pride the iron law, with its iron gripe, had crushed into dismay and terror, appealed to him.

"O sir! send me from the house, but not from the soil where my Henri is laid! is there not in all this domain a corner where she who was its mistress may lie down and die?
Where is the NEW BARON, that I may ask this favor of him on my knees ?" She turned towards Raynal and seemed to be going towards him with outstretched arms.

But Rose checked her with fervor.

"Mamma! do not lower yourself.

Ask nothing of these wretches.