She put down her work and got up, thinking, "I will be the first to say, 'Forgive me'", but he did not seem to hear her.

She went very slowly across the room, for pride was hard to swallow, and stood by him, but he did not turn his head.

For a minute she felt as if she really couldn't do it, then came the thought, "This is the beginning.

I'll do my part, and have nothing to reproach myself with," and stooping down, she softly kissed her husband on the forehead.

Of course that settled it.