Tell me the truth?
Is there anything in your health of which I do not know?
Is there any possible explanation of your extraordinary behaviour which, for some reason or other, you have kept to yourself?
Give me your whole confidence." Sir Henry, for a moment, was serious enough.

He stood looking down at her a little wistfully.
"My dear," he told her, "I have nothing to say except this.

You are my very precious wife.

I have loved you and trusted you since the day of our marriage.

I am content to go on loving and trusting you, even though things should come under my notice which I do not understand.