"No," said Margaret, softening with his softened manner. "You shall not. If her life has been what you say, at any rate she did not fear death as some do. Oh, you should have heard her speak of the life to come--the life hidden with God, that she is now gone to."
He shook his head, glancing sideways up at Margaret as he did so. His pale haggard face struck her painfully.
"You are sorely tried. Where have you been all day--not at work?"

'No,' said Margaret gently. 'You shall not. If her life has been what you say, at any rate she did not fear death. Oh, you should have heard her speak of the life to come - the life hidden with God, that she is now gone to.'
He shook his head. His pale, haggard face struck her painfully.
'You are sorely tired. Where have you been all day - not at work?'
