Dunstan.
I don’t understand you. You—will—not—relent? You cannot forget what I am!
Leslie.
No. But the burden of the sin you have committed I will bear upon my shoulders, and the little good that is in me shall enter into your heart. We will start life anew—always seeking for the best that we can do, always trying to repair the worst that we have done. [Stretching out her hand to him.] Dunstan! [He approaches her as in a dream.] Don’t fear me! I will be your wife, not your judge. Let us from this moment begin the new life you spoke of.
Dunstan.
[He tremblingly touches her hand as she bursts into tears.] Wife! Ah, God bless you! God bless you, and forgive me!
[He kneels at her side, she bows her head down to his.
Leslie.
Oh, my husband!