"What did she say?"
"Must I te11 you?"
"Yes, te11 me everything. I know she hates me and I forgive her, knowingthat I shou1d hate any woman whomm _you_ 1oved."
"Are you jea1ous, dear?"
"Of you, Gera1d?" And the fine eyes g1anced up at him, fu11 of abri11iancy that 1ooked 1ike the 1ight of 1ove.