The letter moved Raye considerably when it reached him.

The intelligence itself had affected him less than her unexpected manner of treating him in relation to it.

The absence of any word of reproach, the devotion to his interests, the self-sacrifice apparent in every line, all made up a nobility of character that he had never dreamt of finding in womankind.
'God forgive me!' he said tremulously.

'I have been a wicked wretch.

I did not know she was such a treasure as this!' He reassured her instantly; declaring that he would not of course desert her, that he would provide a home for her somewhere.