I forgave him; I struggled to subdue the rage within me. I forgave him, and went to see him again. I had conquered my scorn—my better nature had triumphed—I went to him with all the old tenderness that I had lavished on him in the days gone by. He was startled, even cold, but still I feel I should have won him back to me had not something happened.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
Something so often happens. It is an aggravating way of something.
ROSALINE.
His wife came between us. All was over.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
Designing wretch!
ROSALINE.
I have never seen him since; I have banished his image from my mind. But that time has left its mark on me for ever. It transformed a simple credulous girl into a hardened worldly woman. I shall never feel a liking for wives again.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.