The Potter’s Thumb V3

In fact, like many another woman of her type–many a man also–Gwen Boynton had taken refuge from the greater remorse in the lesser one–if indeed there was a greater one?–if indeed the real limit of her sinning had not been that over-confidence to which she had confessed. Not in detail truly; still she had confessed it with tears to Dan, and he had forgiven her en masse; as, no doubt, he would forgive in detail if she had thought it right to tell him what she had told George. But what right had she to put this pain into another man’s life, or speak of that vague fear which even Chandni’s confession of having stolen the key would not smother utterly?