'I will not let you, Saul! I don't understand.'
'Because every time I approach the subject, I try to approach it by a different road.'
'Ah, I know now,' she said softly.
'Jane, I ask you for the twentieth time.' He held out his hands supplicatingly to her. 'Let me do what I can to remove the shame from you. Let me do what I can to atone for my fault. As you love me, Jane, marry me!'
'As I love you, Saul, I refuse!'
He turned from her, and paced the room; she watched him with steady loving eyes, and the signs of a sad, fixed resolution deepened in her face.
'Come and sit by me, Saul.'
He obeyed her, and she drew his head upon her breast and kissed his lips.
'There's no question--no doubt of the love between us, Saul?'
'None, Jane.'