'I don't think anything of the kind. I shouldn't let you go, say what you might.'
'You wouldn't? But if you find that you can't believe me——'
'It would make no difference, even that. But I do believe you.'
She drew nearer, looking wistfully into his face.
'But she has made her husband believe her. You will always think of that—always.'
'You must remember, Alma, that I have no serious reason for doubting her word.'
She uttered a cry of distress.
'Then you doubt mine!—you doubt mine!'
'Nonsense, dear. Do try to think and talk more reasonably. What is it to you and me whether she was guilty or not? I may doubt your judgment about her, and yet believe perfectly all you tell me about yourself.'
'Then you think I have slandered her?'