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II] trust you, Bertha, and him too. I must. I cannot hate him since his arms have been around you. You have drawn us near together. There is something wiser than wisdom in your heart. Who am I that I should call myself master of your heart or of any woman's? Bertha, love him, be his, give yourself to him if you desire—or if you can.

[Dreamily.] I will remain.

Goodbye.

Is anyone out there?

Is anyone there?

[Catching sight of him, starts back: then, quickly.] Robert!

Are you alone?