Save me and my child!" she cried. "For God's sake save me!" Rob

[Bluming]

R head. As it fell upon her shoulders, Benita knew that it was a chain
of destiny drawing her she knew not where, this ornament that had last
been worn by that woman, bereaved and unhappy as herself, who could find
no refuge from her sorrow except in death. Had she felt it torn from her
breast, she wondered, as she, the living Benita of to-day, felt it fall
upon her own? The three envoys rose, bowed, and went, leaving them
alone. Jacob Meyer lifted his head as though to address her, then
changed his mind and was silent. Both the men waited for her to speak,
but she would not, and in the end it was her father who spoke first.
"What do you say, Benita?" he asked anxiously. "I? I have nothing to
say, except that I have heard a very curious story. This priest's
message is to you and Mr. Meyer, father, and must be answered by you.
What have I to do w
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