It's a sin against God."

"But I haven't _got_ two husbands! What do you mean, David? Didn't I
believe he was dead? Didn't you? Oh, David, what--Do you think I've done
wrong? You let me do it!"

"I don't think you've done wrong; but look out you don't do it. You
_are_ doing it, now. I can't let you do it. I can't let you live in
sin!"

"In sin? Me?"

"You. Every minute you live now with Laban you live in sin. Your first
husband, that was dead, is alive. He can't claim you unless you allow it;
but neither can your second husband, now. If you live on with Laban a day
longer--an hour--a minute--you live in deadly sin. I thought of it all
night but I had not thought it out till this minute when I first saw you
sitting there and I knew how miserable you were, and my heart seemed to
bleed at the sight of you."

"You may well say that, David," the woman answered with a certain pride
in the vastness of her calamity. "If it was another woman I couldn't bear
to think of it. _Why_ does He do it? _Why_ does He set such
traps for us?"

"Nancy!" her brother called sternly.

"Oh, yes, it's easy enough for you! But if Rachel was here, she'd see it
different."