He got up and "How you must have loved him!" he cried.
"Women aren't like men.

They can love even where they've suffered." "Women are wonderful," said Stransom.

"But I assure you I've forgiven him too." "If I had known of anything so strange I wouldn't have brought you here." "So that we might have gone on in our ignorance to the last ?" "What do you call the last ?" she asked, smiling still.
At this he could smile back at her.

"You'll see--when it comes." She thought of that.

"This is better perhaps; but as we were--it was good." He put her the question.