"Because I thought it would be well for her to be near her child. And she is to stay here----"
"Here? With you? You do not mean to say you will meet her day after day for evermore?"
"Why not? She had nowhere else to go to--except the River."
"But he will come again, and she will leave you."
"No, no. He will not come again. Her beauty is gone for ever."
"Her beauty gone for ever! How came that to be?"
"The illness marked her for life."
"And yet she may stay?"
"Why not? Will it not comfort her to be near her child?"
"O, Frank, you make all other men look small!"