But for me she would be standing here with you.

You would have saved her had I not been in the way last night," she whispered.

He could see that she suffered, but he was again blind to everything but his own great despair.
"Yes," he cried savagely, "but for you I would have saved her.

Oh, I could curse you--curse you!" She shrank back with a low moan, covering her eyes with her hands.
"Don't say that!" she murmured piteously.

"I would to God I could have gone down with the ship." His eyes softened and a wave of remorse swept over him.
"Forgive me," he groaned, "I am mad or I could not have said that to you.