She spoke wildly, poor woman, as if all this was her fault." Willems listened amazed.

The blind old idiot! How queerly he misunderstood! But if it was true, if it was even true, the very idea of seeing her filled his soul with intense loathing.

He did not break his oath, but he would not go back to her.

Let hers be the sin of that separation; of the sacred bond broken.

He revelled in the extreme purity of his heart, and he would not go back to her.