SANCTUARY
It's impossible to make you understand. I did wrong—I did horribly wrong—but that is not the way to repair it."
"What is, then?"
He paused, a little askance at the question. "To do better—to do my best," he said, with a sudden flourish of firmness. "To take warning by this dreadful—"
"Oh, be silent," she cried out, and hid her face. He looked at her hopelessly.
At last he said: "I don't know what good it can do to go on talking. I have only one more thing to say. Of course you know that you are free." He spoke simply, with a sudden return to his old voice and accent, at which she weakened as under a caress. She lifted her head and gazed at him. "Am I?" she said musingly.
"Kate!" burst from him; but she raised a silencing hand.
"It seems to me," she said, "that I am
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