When he had done she snuggled more closely to him, and still said nothing.

When she did speak, this is what she said, and she said it earnestly: "I was wrong, my husband; I was a selfish, infatuated woman, who loved with one foolish idea which marred its fullness.

You have taught me something, dear.

You could not give me the thought I had again, even were you to try yourself, for I see it now.

And----" She put her arms about his neck and buried her fair face upon the pillow which afforded her such convenient shelter.