"Don't speak of her," he cried, with an outburst of anger.

"You were right about her, David.

She is a false woman." As the words passed his lips, he changed again.

His voice faltered; he seemed to be frightened by his own violent language.

"Oh, what am I talking about! what right have I to say that of her! I am a brute--I am reviling the best of women.