I grieve for you, lady; but since I cannot have love, I must have revenge.' "He went on writing, while Miss Forrest clasped her hands as if in prayer.
"I am relating this very badly, Justin.

I cannot remember many of the things that were said; I cannot call to mind all the gestures, the tones of voice, or the awful anguish which seemed to possess them both.

I can only give you a scrappy account of what passed." I remembered Tom's powers of memory, however, for which he had always been remarkable at school, and I knew that the account he gave me was not far from correct, and I begged him to go on.
"At length she turned to him again," continued Tom.

"'I am going to show,' she said, 'that I believe Mr.Blake innocent.

You asked me for love; that I cannot give you.