She never roused at Mr.Corbet's name." "Mr.Corbet's!" said Livingstone, below his breath, and he turned and went away; this time for good.
But Ellinor recovered.

She knew she was recovering, when day after day she felt involuntary strength and appetite return.

Her body seemed stronger than her will; for that would have induced her to creep into her grave, and shut her eyes for ever on this world, so full of troubles.
She lay, for the most part, with her eyes closed, very still and quiet; but she thought with the intensity of one who seeks for lost peace, and cannot find it.

She began to see that if in the mad impulses of that mad nightmare of horror, they had all strengthened each other, and dared to be frank and open, confessing a great fault, a greater disaster, a greater woe--which in the first instance was hardly a crime--their future course, though sad and sorrowful, would have been a simple and straightforward one to tread.

But it was not for her to undo what was done, and to reveal the error and shame of a father.