"I had to say it.

Are you angry with me ?" "No," he said.
"But you don't like me for it all the same." Her voice came muffled from his shoulder.

"You don't realize--very likely you never will--how near the truth it is." He was silent, but in the silence his hold tightened upon her till it was almost a grip.
She turned her face up again at last.

"I told you it was madness to marry me," she said tremulously.

"I told you you would repent." He looked at her with a strange smile.