"I know, my dear," he replied, pressing my arm, "I know all that. You mustn't mind my being a little soft now, for I have had all this upon my mind for a long time, and have often meant to speak to you, and have sometimes wanted opportunity and sometimes courage. I know what the thought of Ada ought to do for me, but it doesn't do it. I am too unsettled even for that. I love her most devotedly, and yet I do her wrong, in doing myself wrong, every day and hour. But it can't last for ever. We shall come on for a final hearing and get judgment in our favour, and then you and Ada shall see what I can really be!"
It had given me a pang to hear him sob and see the tears start out between his fingers, but that was infinitely less affecting to me than the hopeful animation with which he said these words.

"I know, my dear," he replied, pressing my arm, "I know all that. But I have had all this upon my mind for a long time, and have often meant to speak to you, if I had the courage. I know what the thought of Ada ought to do for me, but it doesn't. I am too unsettled even for that. I love her most devotedly, and yet I do her wrong, in doing myself wrong, every day. But it can't last for ever. We shall come on for a final hearing and get judgment in our favour, and then you and Ada shall see what I can really be!"
It had given me a pang to hear him sob, but it was worse to see the hopeful animation with which he said these words.
