11/11 You may not love me; but I am sure I can make you happy. I am forced to show myself selfish, since it is the only way in which I can win you." "But consider a moment. If you restore me my child now, will not even that be a poor atonement for the wrong you did me seven years since"-- she spoke rapidly now--"for the grief, and loneliness, and sorrow which your wickedness and cruelty have wrought ?" "I do not understand you," he said, faltering. She is in my house." "Confusion!" He uttered only this word, and, rising, left the presence of the woman whom he had so long deceived and injured. |