She did not wish to appear heartless before Ellen, but tears might
lead Ellen to suspect. As Mildred knelt down, Ellen entered. Mildred
turned round.

'Don't let me disturb you,' said Ellen, 'when you have finished.'

'Will you not say a prayer with me?'

'I have said my prayers. Our prayers would not mingle.'

'What does she mean?' thought Mildred. She buried her face in her
hands and asked herself what Ellen meant. 'Our prayers would not
mingle. Why? Because I'm a pure woman, and she isn't. I wonder if she
meant that. I hope she does not intend any violence. I must say
nothing to annoy, her.' Her heart throbbed with fear, her knees
trembled, she thought she would faint. Then it occurred to her that it
would be a good idea to faint. Ellen would have to carry her into the
street, and in the street she would be safe.

And resolved to faint on the slightest provocation she rose from her
knees, and stood facing the other woman, whom she noticed, with some
farther alarm, stood between her and the door. If she could get out of
this difficulty she never would place herself in such a position
again.... Mildred tried to speak, but words stuck fast in her throat,
and it was some time before her terror allowed her to notice that the
expression on Ellen's face was not one of anger, but of resignation.

She was safe.

'She has pretty eyes,' thought Mildred, 'a weak, nervous creature; I