"I have done what I thought right." "Right?
I don't know how you can call that right.

I suppose you were persuaded into it.

Does he know all the truth ?" She was racked with doubt as to what she should disclose.

Her thoughts would not be controlled, and whatever words she uttered seemed to come from her lips of their own accord.
"What do you expect of me ?" she cried, in a voice of utmost distress.
"I have been living like this for more than two years.

Right or wrong, it can't be changed--it can't be undone.