You shall never see my mother again.

We will leave this place to-morrow.

We will go away in the yacht.

Does it matter where we live, so long as we live for each other?
Forgive and forget! Oh, Valeria, Valeria, forgive and forget!" Unutterable misery was in his face; unutterable misery was in his voice.
Remember this.

And remember that I loved him.
"It is easy to forgive," I said, sadly.