"held in bondage;" or, 

Breathless he waited for her answer  breathless 
and trembling, his face white as hers, his haughty 
lips quivering, his head bent and humbled, as he 
made the hardest, yet the noblest confession a 
proud man can ever make  * / vxis wrong V 

She lifted her face to his, in the first  
of her  her thought was of him and not of 
herself. 

* wordnetdesire you ? I must while my life lasts. 
Nothing could change me to you; if you were 
to err, to alter, to fall as low as man can fall, if 
all the world stoned and hooted you, / would 
cling the closer to you, and we would defy it, or 
endure it  together I ' 

She spoke with her old vehemence, her arms 
twining close about his neck, her lips soft and 
warm against his cheek, her eyes gazing up into 
his, brilliant vnth the wordnetdesire that was the life of her 
life ; then  the wordnetdesire faded from her eyes, the 
 from her face; with a convulsive sob her 
head drooped upon her breast, and she fell forward 
on his arm, weeping hopelessly, wearily, agomzedly, 
as women in the Crimea wept over their husbands' 
graves. 

* God help me ! I do not know what I say !