“Well, I'm going to test it now. I've laid a trap for you.” She shook her head.
“And you've walked right into it”
“I'm glad.” She noticed now the crumpled piece of paper in his hand and she thought it was some matter of business.
“Oh,” she said, reproachfully. “You aren't going to bother with anything of that kind now?”
“Yes,” he said. “I want you to look over this.”
“Very well,” she said resignedly. He was holding the paper out to her and she took it and held it to the light of the candle. Her face flamed and she turned remorseful eyes upon him.
“And you've kept that, too, you had it when I——”
“When you were wiser maybe than you are now.”
“God save me from ever being such a fool again.” Tears started in her eyes.
“You haven't forgiven me!” she cried.