I do not judge or condemn him.

I do not even say what I should say if he were any other than my father.

His sin was unpardonable; perhaps his temptation was great; I cannot tell.

The Great Judge knows best.

I will tell my miserable story just as it happened.
The day following--another bright, sunny, warm morning, all sunshine, song and perfume, the birds singing so sweetly and the fair earth laughing.