“Oh, Scott, my husband, do not turn me away; can you not forgive me?”
“Yes, Irene, I will try to forgive you.”
“And you will?” she said, starting to arise.
“I will forgive you all the wrong you have ever done me.”
“And you will take me home again?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, Scott, I wish I had known how good you were.”
“I am very sorry for you.”
“And, Scott, will you love me again?”