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“
O
Tess
,
forgiveness
does
not
apply
to
the
case
!
You
were
one
person
;
now
you
are
another
.
My
God
—
how
can
forgiveness
meet
such
a
grotesque
—
prestidigitation
as
that
!
”
He
paused
,
contemplating
this
definition
;
then
suddenly
broke
into
horrible
laughter
—
as
unnatural
and
ghastly
as
a
laugh
in
hell
.
“
Don
’
t
—
don
’
t
!
It
kills
me
quite
,
that
!
”
she
shrieked
.
“
O
have
mercy
upon
me
—
have
mercy
!
”
He
did
not
answer
;
and
,
sickly
white
,
she
jumped
up
.
“
Angel
,
Angel
!
what
do
you
mean
by
that
laugh
?
”
she
cried
out
.
“
Do
you
know
what
this
is
to
me
?
”
He
shook
his
head
.
“
I
have
been
hoping
,
longing
,
praying
,
to
make
you
happy
!
I
have
thought
what
joy
it
will
be
to
do
it
,
what
an
unworthy
wife
I
shall
be
if
I
do
not
!
That
’
s
what
I
have
felt
,
Angel
!
”
“
I
know
that
.
”
“
I
thought
,
Angel
,
that
you
loved
me
—
me
,
my
very
self
!
If
it
is
I
you
do
love
,
O
how
can
it
be
that
you
look
and
speak
so
?
It
frightens
me
!
Having
begun
to
love
you
,
I
love
you
for
ever
—
in
all
changes
,
in
all
disgraces
,
because
you
are
yourself
.
I
ask
no
more
.
Then
how
can
you
,
O
my
own
husband
,
stop
loving
me
?
”
“
I
repeat
,
the
woman
I
have
been
loving
is
not
you
.
”
