`Tired and miserable, poor heart. Years and years older than when you saw her last. Quite a staid, worn woman now. 'Tis the man - she can't stomach un, even now!'

`If Jude had been alive to see her, he would hardly have cared for her any more, perhaps.'

`That's what we don't know.... Didn't he ever ask you to send for her, since he came to see her in that strange way?'

`No. Quite the contrary. I offered to send, and he said I was not to let her know how ill he was.'

`Did he forgive her?'

`Not as I know.'

`Well - poor little thing, 'tis to be believed she's found forgiveness somewhere! She said she had found peace!

`She may swear that on her knees to the holy cross upon her necklace till she's hoarse, but it won't be true!' said Arabella. `She's never found peace since she left his arms, and never will again till she's as he is now!