"Ah! Gemma," he cried hoarsely, "forgive me." Then, without heeding the terrible denunciation she had levelled against him, continued, "We have both suffered much, you and I; you perhaps more than myself because you have earned ill repute, and been compelled to pose as an adventuress. But those who know you are well aware that you have always been an honest woman, that your so-called adventures have only been taken in order to act the ignoble part which you were compelled to act, and in every way that you are worthy the love of an upright man like Armytage. Forgive me," he urged in a low, intense voice, stretching forth his hand. "Forgive me!" Her troubled breast heaved and fell. In that instant she remembered what the black-robed nuns had told her long ago at San Paolo della Croce--that the first step towards penitence was forgiveness. She looked straight into the face of the man before her for several moments in hesitation, then at last, in a low, faltering tone, said--"The evil you tried to do me I forgive freely; but--but I cannot take the hand of a murderer"; and she turned away suddenly, her silken gown sweeping past him where he stood. "Then you will allow me to marry Carmenilla? You will not denounce me as one who tried to take your life?" he cried eagerly, following her a few paces. "Your secret will be mine," she answered coldly. "I have forgotten, and bear you no malice." She was standing beside the fire, once again idly contemplating her rings. The diamonds of the quaint one, with its turquoise centre, seemed to glitter with extreme brilliance and with an evil glint that night. Presently Tristram advanced swiftly, almost noiselessly, until he reached her side. Then again he proffered his hand, asking-- "May we not be friends?" "We are no longer enemies," she answered, disregarding his invitation to exchange the hand-clasp of friendship. "This interview is painful," she added. "I have forgiven you. Surely that is sufficient?" "I believed you to be my enemy--I thought that you had denounced me to the police on that night when my mad passion got the mastery," he said apologetically. "I assure you that I have deeply regretted ever since." "It is past," she said in a chilly voice. "To recall it is needless." After reflecting for some moments, he commenced to protest his innocence of the crime she attributed to him; but with a gesture of impatience she held up both her hands as if to shut out his presence from her gaze, and then slowly he left the room without further word.