I never meant that you should see them . A shameful trick has been played upon me . Forgive me ! '' `` For what am I to forgive you ? '' she asked gravely . She did not look up , but her lips parted in the little half-smile he loved . The blush was still on her face . `` For my presumption , '' he whispered . `` I -- I could not help loving you , Una . If you have read the letters you know all the rest . '' `` I have read the letters , every word , '' she answered , pressing her hand a little more closely to her breast . `` Perhaps I should not have done so , for I soon discovered that they were not meant for me to read . I thought at first you had sent them , although the writing of the address on the packet did not look like yours ; but even when I knew you did not I could not help reading them all . I do not know who sent them , but I am very grateful to the sender . '' `` Grateful ? '' he said wonderingly . `` Yes . I have something to forgive you , but not -- not your presumption . It is your blindness , I think -- and -- and your cruel resolution to go away and never tell me of your -- your love for me . If it had not been for the sending of these letters I might never have known .
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