at the hundred and ninth Psalm, that horrible appeal of the vindictive savage,—
"For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
"I am gone like a shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down like the locust."
Adela turned the sacred page rapidly, and suggested to the hot and fevered eyes,—
"The works of the Lord are great.
"He is honourable and glorious, and His righteousness endureth for ever.
"The Lord is gracious and full of compassion.
"He raiseth the poor out of the dust.
"Gracious is the Lord, and righteous: yea, our God is merciful.
"Oh give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good, because His mercy endureth for ever.
"Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered."
"What can I believe, what shall I do?" moaned the poor, spirit-fought-over woman, as she flung herself on her knees again, turning the leaves over, as she thought, at random, seeking for a sign, yet guided by the light fingers of Adela.
"Ye judge after the flesh, I judge no man.
"Judge not that ye be not judged.
"Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.
"Blessed are the peacemakers : for they shall be called the children of God.
"Agree with thine adversary quickly, while thou art in the way with him.
"Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
