"How shall I begin?" she asked tremulously.
He looked at her in surprise.
"Do you mean that you don't know what to say?"
She nodded and turned away her head, not daring to let him see her white, tear-stained face. He made a step forward.
"Then I'll dictate a letter," he said.
"That's right," she half-sobbed. "I'll do just as you say. You're the one to tell me now——"
"Address it the way you want to," he said. "I'm going to be pretty brutal. In the long run, I think that is best, don't you?"
"It's up to you," she said quietly.
"Ready?"
"Begin."