"I knew how you must feel, anyway."
"It seems ungrateful," she murmured. "I love my step-father."
"You've proven that," he remarked with a dry humour that brought the hot
flush to her face again.
"I must have been crazy that day," she said. "It scares me to remember
what I tried to do. ... What a frightful thing -- if I had killed you --
How _can_ you forgive me?"
"How can you forgive _me,_ Eve?"