"I have been deceived--so have you.

We have to suffer for another's sin." "We may suffer," she said, dully, "but we cannot part.

You cannot send me away from you." "I must," he persisted.

"Darling, I speak with deepest love and pity, yet with unwavering firmness.

You cannot think that, with that terrible stain resting on you, you can take your place here." "But I am your wife!" she cried, in wild terror.
"You are my wife," he returned, with quivering lips; "but you must remain so in name only." He paused abruptly, for it seemed to him that the words burned his lips as they passed them.