Only that I dare not speak of it, I would try to convince you that I am doing what my dear husband himself would have wished.

You can't believe it; no one will ever believe it; even Alma, I am afraid--and that is so cruel, so dreadful; but he did not mean to wrong people in this way.

It wasn't in his nature.

Who knew him better than I, or so well?
I know--if he could come back to us----' Her voice broke.

The piano below jingled more vivaciously than ever, and a sound of shrill laughter pierced through the notes.