I won't leave you." Carmina looked at him.

His eyes dropped before her, in confusion and shame.
"Are you angry with me ?" she asked.
No reproaches could have touched his heart as that question touched it.
"Angry with you?
Oh, my darling, if you only knew how angry I am with myself! It cuts me to the heart to see how I have distressed you.

I am a miserable selfish wretch; I don't deserve your love.

Forgive me, and forget me.

I will make the best atonement I can, Carmina.