"Agnes, we must both forget what followed. Still, when we think how kind fate has been to us, after all, we must feel grateful."
"Oh, how much I do. But, Jean—it was such a sacrifice...."
He was thoughtful for a time, and from the expression on his face, the present was far away.
"Please, dear," she said, taking his hand and fondling it. "When you happen to think of it; will you try never to allow yourself to resume that expression—that expression again?"
He looked down at her.
"Expression?"
"Like you wore just then."
"Oh."
"You see, it seems to bring back events in your life that we want to forget."
"You mean, I—"