She stood still, without moving a limb, as she listened to his step down the stairs and to the opening and the closing of the door. Then hiding herself at the window with the scanty drapery of the curtain she watched him as he went along the street. When he had turned the corner she came back to the centre of the room, stood for a moment with her arms stretched out towards the walls, and then fell prone upon the floor. She had spoken the very truth when she said that she had loved him with all her heart.
[Illlustration: Mrs. Hurtle at the window.]

She stood still as she listened to his step down the stairs and the opening and closing of the door. She stood for a moment with her arms stretched out, and then fell prone upon the floor. She had spoken the truth when she said that she had loved him with all her heart.
