"I knew that you loved her,Hugh,"she said."It was only--only a little while after you married me that I found it out.I guessed it--women do guess such things--long before you realized it yourself.You ought to have married her instead of me.You would have been happier with her."I did not answer.
"I,too,have thought a great deal,"she went on,after a moment."Ibegan earlier than you,I had to."I looked up suddenly and saw her smiling at me,faintly,through her tears."But I've been thinking more,and learning more since I've been over here.I've come to see that that our failure hasn't been as much your fault as I once thought,as much as you yourself declare.You have done me a wrong,and you've done the children a wrong.Oh,it is frightful to think how little I knew when Imarried you,but even then I felt instinctively that you didn't love me as I deserved to be loved.And when we came back from Europe I knew that I couldn't satisfy you,I couldn't look upon life as you saw it,no matter how hard I tried.I did try,but it wasn't any use.You'll never know how much I've suffered all these years.