"You knew—"
"I knew every paper reeked with it five years ago—that I could not pick up a sheet without seeing the shameful words. Every man I met home or abroad showed his knowledge of it. It's been branded on every hour of my life since that cursed day."
"You knew we did not know."
"How should I? Why shouldn't you?"
"You should have told—"
"Is it a pleasant tale to tell? No!" with slow bitterness, "I should not have told. Then you would have married me, and I—oh God!"
"Married you—you, with another wife!"
"Wife!"
"A woman bearing your name."