The finger-marks are something whiter for the instant, but he walks on at her side.
She bursts into tears, declaring herself the wretchedest, the most deceived, the worst-used, of women.

Then she says that if she had the courage to kill herself, she would do it.

Then she calls him vile impostor.

Then she asks him, why, in the disappointment of his base speculation, he does not take her life with his own hand, under the present favourable circumstances.

Then she cries again.