But it astonishes me that you spoilt your excellent chance.

How could you hope to carry through this----" Eve broke in impatiently.
"I told you in the letter that I had no hope of it.

It's your mistake to think me a crafty, plotting, selfish woman.

I'm only a very miserable one--it went on from this to that, and I meant nothing.

I didn't scheme; I was only tempted into foolishness.