No, I repent nothing, yet
here now I give you this to read while still my story of the days of
which you know is in your ears. Here it is. It will tell the whole
story; for when you have read it and do understand, then we part to meet
no more as friends. You will go back to Virginia, and I will stay here.
You will forgive the unwilling wrong I have done you, but you will make
your place in life without thought of me. You will marry some one--not
worthy of you, for that could not be; but you will take to yourself some
man from among the men of this world. You will set him apart from all
other men as yours, and he will be happy, having been blessed beyond
deserving. You will not regret coming here; but you will desire our
friendship to cease; and what has been to be no more, while the tincture
of life is in your veins. Sheila, read this thing, for it is the rest of
the story until now."
He handed her the papers, and she took them with an inclination of the
head which said: "Give it to me. I will read it now while my eyes can
still bear to read it. I have laid on my heart the nettle of shame, and
while it is still burning there I will read all that you have to teach
me.
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