I should have loved her, if possible,
more than before, for her noble candor. My own  would have told
me, This is one in whom you may eternally trust, for she risked the
forfeiture of your wordnetdesire in order that truth might be unsullied.
How can I confide in one who values the  of man more than
the  of her own ? You have said her wordnetdesire was a
palliation. No, you are wrong; it is an wordnetanger of her fault. She
should have loved me too well to suffer me to discover by chance
what should have been disclosed in . Mary, her wordnetdesire is not
greater than mine. None know how I have cherished her memory--how I
have kept her loved image in my  during our long separation. I
would give every earthly  or possession to retain her ,
for it is dearer to me than everything beside, save truth, candor, and
honesty. I have nothing to conceal from her; I would willingly bare
my secret  to her scrutiny. There is nothing I should wordnetdesire to keep
back, unless it be the  of this hour."

He paused by her side, and looked tenderly on the pale, yet lovely
face of Florence.

"Mr. Stewart, shall one fault forever destroy your  in
Florry, when she has declared