Everybody who knows me believes in my innocence.
It is true the appearances were against me.

They are against me still." Having said this, she waited, quietly and firmly, for his next words.
He passed his hand over his forehead with a sigh of relief.

"It's bad enough as it is," he said, speaking quietly on his side.

"But the remedy for it is plain enough.

Come back to the tent." She never moved.