"I am you wife--there is no harm in my coming.

If I were not your wife, I would sooner have drowned myself than return after you had sent me away." Her face was suffused with a crimson blush.
"Norman," she said gently, "sit down here by my side, and I will tell you why I have come." They sat down side by side on the beach.

There was only the wide blue sky above, only the wide waste of restless waters at their feet, only a circling sea-gull near--no human being to watch the tragedy of love and pride played out by the sea Waves.
"I have come," she said, "to make one more appeal to you, Norman--to ask you to change this stern determination which is ruining your life and mine--to ask you to take me back to your home and your heart.

For I have been thinking, dear, and I do not see that the obstacle is such as you seem to imagine.

It was a terrible wrong, a great disgrace--it was a cruel deception, a fatal mistake; but, after all, it might be overlooked.