Had I been a lady of fortune, not a doubt but he would have made me his wife; as it was, he must aim at a more profitable marriage, and meanwhile, to gratify his love for me--base as it was--he would--he would--O God! I cannot say it.

You understand, my lord." My lord swore strenuously.

"There is a punishment for such a crime as this." "Ay, my lord--and a way to avoid punishment for a gentleman in your son's position, even did I flaunt my shame in some vain endeavor to have justice--a thing he knew I never could have done." My lord swore again.

"He shall be punished," he declared emphatically.
"No doubt.

God will see to that," she said, a world of faith in her quivering voice.
My lord's eyes expressed his doubt of divine intervention.