"Oh, Everard, I can't explain.

You are all kindness, all generosity, all goodness; but I must settle with this man myself.

Don't go near him--don't ask to see him.

It could do no good." "I am not right, then, after all.

The secret is yours, not your father's ?" "Do not ask me! If the sin is not mine, the atonement--the bitter atonement--is, at least.