To remain under such undeserved reproach was wretched, but to make her suffer by justifying himself was worse still.

Like a man half-awake in an agony of pain, he wanted to tear out, to fling away the aching place, and coming to his senses, he felt that the aching place was himself.

He could do nothing but try to help the aching place to bear it, and this he tried to do.

They made peace.

She, recognizing that she was wrong, though she did not say so, became tenderer to him, and they experienced new, redoubled happiness in their love.