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“
Dolly
,
what
can
I
say
?
.
.
.
One
thing
:
forgive
.
.
.
.
Remember
,
cannot
nine
years
of
my
life
atone
for
an
instant
.
.
.
.
”
She
dropped
her
eyes
and
listened
,
expecting
what
he
would
say
,
as
it
were
beseeching
him
in
some
way
or
other
to
make
her
believe
differently
.
“
—
instant
of
passion
?
”
he
said
,
and
would
have
gone
on
,
but
at
that
word
,
as
at
a
pang
of
physical
pain
,
her
lips
stiffened
again
,
and
again
the
muscles
of
her
right
cheek
worked
.
“
Go
away
,
go
out
of
the
room
!
”
she
shrieked
still
more
shrilly
,
“
and
don
’
t
talk
to
me
of
your
passion
and
your
loathsomeness
.
”
She
tried
to
go
out
,
but
tottered
,
and
clung
to
the
back
of
a
chair
to
support
herself
.
His
face
relaxed
,
his
lips
swelled
,
his
eyes
were
swimming
with
tears
.
“
Dolly
!
”
he
said
,
sobbing
now
;
“
for
mercy
’
s
sake
,
think
of
the
children
;
they
are
not
to
blame
!
I
am
to
blame
,
and
punish
me
,
make
me
expiate
my
fault
.
Anything
I
can
do
,
I
am
ready
to
do
anything
!
I
am
to
blame
,
no
words
can
express
how
much
I
am
to
blame
!
But
,
Dolly
,
forgive
me
!
”
She
sat
down
.
He
listened
to
her
hard
,
heavy
breathing
,
and
he
was
unutterably
sorry
for
her
.
She
tried
several
times
to
begin
to
speak
,
but
could
not
.
He
waited
.
“
You
remember
the
children
,
Stiva
,
to
play
with
them
;
but
I
remember
them
,
and
know
that
this
means
their
ruin
,
”
she
said
—
obviously
one
of
the
phrases
she
had
more
than
once
repeated
to
herself
in
the
course
of
the
last
few
days
.
She
had
called
him
“
Stiva
,
”
and
he
glanced
at
her
with
gratitude
,
and
moved
to
take
her
hand
,
but
she
drew
back
from
him
with
aversion
.
