I did not know with his Italian hereditary distrust of woman's honour that he could have risen to such a height as that.

Think of it, Fay.

What grovelling and sordid suspicions he might have had of you, must inevitably have had of you and Michael if he had not followed a very noble instinct, that of entire trust in you both in the face of overwhelming proof to the contrary.

Dear Fay, the proof was overwhelming." Fay was silent.
"Just as we all believed in Michael's innocence of the murder, so Andrea believed in your innocence of a crime even greater, never faltered in his belief, and went to his grave without a word of doubt.

Oh! Fay, Fay, do you suppose there are many men like that ?" And Magdalen, who so seldom wept, suddenly burst into tears.