But he'd have been as straight as anybody if he could have married her." "But what does all this prove ?" "It proves nothing," he said almost passionately, "except that these two things, just because they're different, are not so incompatible as you seem to think." "Did Edie care for that man ?" "I believe so." "Ah, don't you see?
There's the difference.

What made Edie a saint made him a sinner." "I doubt if Edie would look on it quite in that light.

She thinks it was uncommonly hard on him." "Does she know ?" "Oh, there's no end to the things that Edie knows." "And she loves him in spite of it ?" "Yes.

I suppose there's no end to that either." No end to her loving.

That was the secret, then, of Edie's peace.
Anne meditated upon that, and when she spoke again her voice rang on its vibrating, sub-passionate note.
"And you said that I gave you rest.