Fortunately she was ignorant of the fact that he had been of assistance to the assassins of their son....

And the conviction that she never would know it made him admit her words with silent humility,--the humility of the criminal who hears himself accused of an offense by a judge ignorant of a still greater offense.
Cinta finished speaking in a discouraged and gloomy tone.

She was exhausted.

Her wrath faded out, consumed by its own violence.

Her sobs cut short her words.