She rose and went to him:
“What for?” she asked, in a clear voice. “Because you read me and gave me happiness?”
“Did I?”
“Have you forgotten?”
“No,” he said, “but I thought....”
“I don’t know; I thought that you would ... would suffer so ... and I ... I cursed myself!...”
She shook her head gently, with smiling disapproval:
“For shame!” she said. “Do not blaspheme!...”
“Can you forgive me?”