"I do not come on business," she said. "All the business seems to
have been attended to; life seems very easy, too easy: I have so
little to do. But I am here, Ravenel, and I suppose I must try to
say what brought me."
She waited for some time, unable to speak.
"Ravenel," she said at length, "I cannot go on any longer without
telling you that my great sorrow in life has been the wrong I did
you."
He closed his eyes quickly and stretched out his hand against her,
as though to shut out the vision of things that rose before him--as
though to stop words that would unman him.
"But I was a young girl! And what does a young girl understand
about her duty in things like that? I know it changed your whole
life; you will never know what it has meant in mine."
"Caroline," he said, and he looked at her with brimming eyes, "if
you had married me, I'd have been a great man. I was not great
enough to be great without you. The single road led the wrong
way--to the wrong things!"
"I know," she said, "I know it all. And I know that tears do not
efface mistakes, and that our prayers do not atone for our wrongs."
She suddenly dropped her veil and rose,
"Do not come out to help me," she said as he struggled up also.
He did not wish to go, and he held out his hand and she folded her
soft pure hands about it; then her large noble figure moved to the
side of his and through her veil--her love and sorrow hidden from
him--she lifted her face and kissed him.
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