As long as I lived you would have been in peril; but now there is a clear, safe course laid open for you.

You will go home to England, where in a few months it will be forgotten that your husband was suspected of crime.

Only old Clifford, and Marlowe, and two or three others will remember it.

When you have the means, repay those poor people the money I owe them.

And take comfort, Felicita.