"I haven't thought."
In the old days she said carelessly whatever came into her head; it never occurred to her to think before she spoke; but now she was afraid of him; she felt her lips tremble and her heart beat painfully.
"I went to the convent this afternoon."
"So I heard."
She forced herself to speak though she could hardly frame the words.
"Did you really want me to die when you brought me here?"
"If I were you I'd leave well alone, Kitty. I don't think any good will come of talking about what we should do much better to forget."
"But you don't forget; neither do I. I've been thinking a great deal since I came here. Won't you listen to what I have to say?"
"Certainly."
"I treated you very badly. I was unfaithful to you."