"
"Oh, yes, he would. I am sure of it. He would never forgive the
scandal; he has a hatred of that sort of thing. But I could get a few
thousands ready money, and we could change our names and go off to a
colony or something."
"It is very good of you to say so," she said humbly. "I don't deserve
it, and I will not take advantage of you. You will be sorry that you
made the offer by to-morrow. Ah, yes, I know it is only because I
cried. No, we must go on as we are until the end comes, and then you
can discard me; for all the blame will follow me, and I shall deserve
it, too. I am older than you, you know, and a woman; and my husband
will make some money out of you, and then it will all be forgotten,
and I shall have had my day and go my own way to oblivion, like
thousands of other unfortunate women before me, and it will be all the
same a hundred years hence, don't you see? But, Edward, remember one
thing. Don't play me any tricks, for I am not of the sort to bear it.
Have patience and wait for the end; these things cannot last very
long, and I shall never be a burden on you. Don't desert me or make me
jealous, for I cannot bear it, I cannot, indeed, and I do not know
what I might do--make a scandal or kill myself or you, I'm sure I
can't say what.
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