I
promised nothing more, and I have kept all my promises. It is over! it
is over! it is done! and it cannot be undone! But I never--never will
forgive that man for the part he played in the drama!"
"_Ave Maria, Mater Dolorosa!_ Was ever a mother so sorrowful as I? Holy
saints and angels! how you shock me. Don't you know, wretched child,
that you are committing deadly sin? Don't you know, alas! the holy
church would refuse you its communion?"
"Let it! I will be excommunicated before I will give Dr. Grimshaw one
tolerant glance! I will risk the eternal rather than fall into the
nearer perdition!"
"Holy Mary save her! Don't you know, most miserable child! that such is
your condition, that if you were to die now your soul would go to
burning flames?"
"Ha! ha! Where do you think it is now, Mimmy?"
"You are mad! You don't know what you're talking about! And, alas! you
are half an infidel, I know, for you don't believe in hell!"
"Yes, I do, Mimmy! Oh! yes, indeed I do! If ever my faith was shaken
in that article of belief, it is firm enough now! It is more than
re-established, for, look you, Mimmy! I believe in heaven, but I know
of hell!"
"I'm very glad you do, my dear. And I hope you will meditate much upon
it, and it may lead you to change your course in regard to Dr.
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