Diana's colour stirred, but she looked her husband steadily in the face.
"I suspected it."
"For a long time I could not, Basil. Night and day I could think of nothing else. Wasn't that bondage?"
"Depends on how you take it," said the minister.
"But it was wrong, Basil."
"I found excuses for you, Diana."
"Did you?" she said humbly. "I daresay you did. It is like you. But it was wrong, and I knew it was wrong, and I could not help it. Is not that bondage of the worst sort? O, you don't know, Basil! you never knew such a fight between wrong and right; between your wish and your will. But for a long time I did not see that it was wrong; I thought it was of necessity."
"How came your view to change?"
"I don't know. All of a sudden. Something Mrs. Sutphen said one morning started my thoughts, and I saw at once that I was doing very wrong. Still it seemed as if I could not help it."
"How did you help it?"