"A specialist? How can he help me? You hired that Mr. Adam Adams but he has deserted me. But then—but then—he must have learned the truth!" She gave a sob and buried her face in her hands. "Yes, he must have learned the truth!"
"Margaret, do keep quiet, please!" he pleaded. "You need rest, you must have rest."
"No, I want to talk, to tell you something, Raymond. I—I want you to go away."
"Away? Oh, Margaret!"
"Yes, away—you mustn't come near me any more. You are innocent and it isn't right that you should suffer with me. You must go away and forget me."
"I'll never do that. You mustn't even dream of such a thing. We are going to get you well, and we are going to prove your innocence to the world."
"My innocence? Oh, Raymond, don't speak so—it cuts me like a knife!"
"But I mean it," he said firmly.
"Yes, yes, I know—you are so good-hearted, so true! But haven't I told you? Must I go over it again? The ring, the blood—"
"Margaret!"