“Thereisnohelpforit，“Mrs。Sampsonrepeated，“butifIAMachurchmember，Iwouldn\'tbesosorryifitruinedElizaBlack。
Well，good-day，Mrs。Manstey；I\'mgladtofindyousocomfortable。“
Socomfortable——socomfortable！Lefttoherselftheoldwomanturnedoncemoretothewindow。Howlovelytheviewwasthatday！Theblueskywithitsroundcloudsshedabrightnessovereverything；theailanthushadputonatingeofyellow-green，thehyacinthswerebudding，themagnoliaflowerslookedmorethaneverlikerosettescarvedinalabaster。Soonthewistariawouldbloom，thenthehorse-chestnut；butnotforher。Betweenhereyesandthemabarrierofbrickandmortarwouldswiftlyrise；
presentlyeventhespirewoulddisappear，andallherradiantworldbeblottedout。Mrs。Mansteysentawayuntouchedthedinner-traybroughttoherthatevening。Shelingeredinthewindowuntilthewindysunsetdiedinbat-coloreddusk；then，goingtobed，shelaysleeplessallnight。
Earlythenextdayshewasupandatthewindow。Itwasraining，buteventhroughtheslantinggraygauzethescenehaditscharm——