"But _can_ you marry?"
"Yes," said Deronda, also in a low voice. "I am going to marry."
At first there was no change in Gwendolen's attitude: she only began to tremble visibly; then she looked before her with dilated eyes, as at something lying in front of her, till she stretched her arms out straight, and cried with a smothered voice,
"I said I should be forsaken. I have been a cruel woman. And I am forsaken."

"But can you marry?"
"Yes," said Deronda. "I am going to marry."
Gwendolen began to tremble visibly; then she looked before her with dilated eyes, stretched out her arms, and cried with a smothered voice-
"I said I should be forsaken. I have been a cruel woman. And I am forsaken."
