Go, be happy.

I forgive you." Forgive what?
McTeague was all at sea, was harassed with the thought of some shadowy, irreparable injury he had done his friend.
"Oh, don't think of me!" Marcus would exclaim at other times, even when Trina was by.

"Don't think of me; I don't count any more.

I ain't in it." Marcus seemed to take great pleasure in contemplating the wreck of his life.

There is no doubt he enjoyed himself hugely during these days.
The Sieppes were at first puzzled as well over this change of front.
"Trina has den a new younge man," cried Mr.Sieppe.