glad you see in my face and form the change reflected from within. It is very sweet to me, this flattery you pour on my broken heart. I thank you, Morris. You have restored my self-respect and given me strength. It is an honour to receive such love from an honest man. You must not think ill of me if I tell you I cannot love you."
"I'll make you!" he cried, fiercely. "You cannot cling to the memory of a man so base and false."
"He is my husband. I love him."
King flushed with anger.
"He is not your husband. He has deserted you, lured by the beauty of another woman."
A gleam of fire flashed from her eyes, melting into a soft light.
"Yes, I know, marriage is an ideal, the noblest, most beautiful. We have not yet attained its purity in life. Man is only struggling toward its perfection. We will not attain it by lowering the ideal, but by lifting up those who are struggling toward it. Another marriage while Frank lives would be possible for me only when I ceased to feel the meaning of sin and shame. I will never regret my life. I have cast all bitterness out of my heart. Better the happiness and pain of a glorious love than never to have known its joy. I have lived."
"And I will yet teach you to live more deeply," he firmly said.
