"As far as the forgiveness goes, they would tell the truth. But, indeed, Alice, I don't very much care what men do say of me."
"But I care, Mr. Grey;--and though you may forgive me, I cannot forgive myself. Indeed I know now, as I have known all along, that I am not fit to be your wife. I am not good enough. And I have done that which makes me feel that I have no right to marry anyone." These words she said, jerking out the different sentences almost in convulsions; and when she had come to the end of them, the tears were streaming down her cheeks. "I have thought about it, and I will not. I will not. After what has passed, I know that it will be better,--more seemly, that I should remain as I am."

"As far as the forgiveness goes, they would tell the truth. But, indeed, Alice, I don't very much care what men do say of me."
"But I care, Mr. Grey; and though you may forgive me, I cannot forgive myself. Indeed I know now, as I have known all along, that I am not fit to be your wife. I am not good enough. And I have done that which makes me feel that I have no right to marry anyone." She said this, jerking out the sentences almost in convulsions; the tears were streaming down her cheeks. "I have thought about it, and I will not. I will not. After what has passed, I know that it will be better - that I should remain as I am."
