The night was wearing away, and the day was at hand, when, without a word of preparation, Margaret's voice broke upon the stillness of the room, with a clearness of sound that startled even herself: "Let not your heart be troubled," it said; and she went steadily on through all that chapter of unspeakable consolation.
The night was wearing away, and the day was at hand, when her voice broke upon the stillness of the room, with a clearness that startled even herself:
'Let not your heart be troubled,' it said; and she went steadily on through all that chapter of unspeakable consolation.