I shall never question you again.
"Then, because you loved me, and because it was the kind of love that ignored self, you offered me a supreme sacrifice.

And I did not refuse; I merely continued to fight for what I thought ought to be--distressing, confusing, paining you with the stupid, obstinate reiterations of my importunities.

And you stood fast by your colours.
"Dear, I _was_ wrong.

And so were you.

Those were not the only alternatives.