Why should he not steal ?" she exclaimed.

"It is only another form of the same thing.
He stole me, too; and he made me steal him.

He is dishonest to the very core.

How did I ever love such a man?
What blinded me to his real nature ?" Then a great revulsion of feeling, of tenderness toward Stephen, would sweep over her, and drown all these thoughts.

"O my poor, brave, patient darling! He never meant to do any thing wrong in his life.