"She is; that is the astonishing part of it," said Miss Carter. "She came up to my room--I will confess to you that I was hiding from her, absolutely hiding, and shaking from head to foot, scarcely knowing what to do--and she came in as bold as brass, and yet with a new sort of humility about her, and she said to me, 'Will you forgive me? And if you forgive me, will you come downstairs and let me put my hand inside your arm?' And somehow, although it was the very last thing on earth that I wanted to do, I did it; and now here I am, and I don't feel nearly so much afraid of her as I used."