The pity of it! The pity of it! It was that which made him sore of heart and faint of spirit.

If he could have reproached her as cold, mercenary, unworthy, heartless, even though he had still loved her, he could have supported himself by his anger against her unworthiness.

But as it was there was no such support for him.

Though she had been in fault, her virtue towards him was greater than her fault.

She still loved him.