vivacity, and now that she had lost these she was like an extinguished
lamp.

"I haven't made up my mind yet," Diane replied, "but I want you to know
that you'll be freed from my presence."

"What makes you think I want to be--freed?"

"You must know that I killed George. You said that night that his blood
would be on my head--and it is."

"If I said that, I spoke under the stress of terror and excitement--"

"You needn't try to take back the words; they were quite true."

"True in what sense?"

"In almost every sense; certainly in every sense that's vital. If it
hadn't been for me, George would be here now."

"It's never wise to speculate on what might have happened if it hadn't
been for us. There's no end to the useless torture we can inflict on
ourselves in that way."

"I don't think there ought to be an end to it."

"Have you anything in particular to reproach yourself with?"

"I've everything."