“You know how I have loved!”
“Have loved! Ay, and how easily you have ceased to love!”
“No, no; I have never ceased to love you. It is because I must still love and love you that I am so wretched.”
“Then how can you be so unforgiving?”
“Oh, I am not unforgiving. I can forgive you anything, so long as I know that I am dear to you. Seven and seventy-seven times.”
“And you forgive me now?”
“I do. But you will never any more——”
“You must help me not to; you must pray for me, and assist me to be ever faithful to you.”
“I will, I will.”
He drew her to him, and kissed her on the lips.