"Then it is true," Guido said, after a silence. "There is a man whom you really love, a man whom you would really marry and to whom you could really be faithful."
"Yes. It is true. Everything I wrote you is true."
"Who is he?"
She was silent again.
"Do you hope that I shall ever forgive you for what you have done to me?"
"Yes. I pray heaven that you may!"
"Leave heaven out of the question. You have turned my life into something like what you call hell. Do I know the man you love?"
"Yes," Cecilia answered, after a moment's hesitation.
"Do I often meet him? Have I met him often since you have loved him?"
She said nothing, but stood still with bent head and clasped hands.