“Never.”
“Can’t you take me back? Don’t you see how I have suffered?”
“Sin brings its own punishment, and your sin has brought you yours. I cannot undo the past, neither can you. I said I would forgive you, and I will.”
“What is your forgiveness without your love? Don’t you see that I never would have come back to you if I had not been forced to do so.”
“I suppose you would not; but let me ask you what you have done with the man you loved—your affinity?”
“He has gone, left me alone.”
“Then his love was not as deep and lasting as you fancied it would be.”
A burning blush came over the pale face.
“Oh, Scott, it was a great mistake.”
“But you will see for yourself that it was the one great mistake of our lives,” Scott said, repeating the sentence conveyed to him in Irene’s letter.