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Martha King touched her arm; "We sit do"

Helena sat down Far outside her consciousness words were being said:

"Now is Christ risen--" but she did not hear them; she did not see the

people about her She only saw, before the chancel, that long black

shape After a while the doctor's wife touched her again; "Here we

stand up" Mechanically, she rose; her lips wereat her sidewise, looked

respectfully away "Praying," the good woht; and softened a

little

But Helena was far fro

before the chancel, her selfishness uncovered itself before her eyes

and showed its nakedness

The solid ground of experience was heaving and staggering under her

feet, and in the liliht to her own happiness

Thirteen years ago Lloyd had made those assertions, and she had

accepted the

consciousness that she was an outlaw, pillaging respect and honor fro had ever shaken that shelter Nor had

its dark walls been pierced by the disturbing light of any heavenly