"I cannot say that I have not to accuse myself," said Lady Laura. "I do not know that I have done much wrong to Mr. Kennedy since I married him; but in marrying him I did him a grievous wrong."
"And he has avenged himself."
"We will not talk of vengeance. I believe he is wretched, and I know that I am;—and that has come of the wrong that I have done."
"I will make no man wretched," said Violet.
"Do you mean that your mind is made up against Oswald?"
"I mean that, and I mean much more. I say that I will make no man wretched. Your brother is not the only man who is so weak as to be willing to run the hazard."
"There is Lord Fawn."
"Yes, there is Lord Fawn, certainly. Perhaps I should not do him much harm; but then I should do him no good."
"And poor Phineas Finn."
"Yes;—there is Mr. Finn. I will tell you something, Laura. The only man I ever saw in the world whom I have thought for a moment that it was possible that I should like,—like enough to love as my husband,—except your brother, was Mr. Finn."