moment but her husband's fame; if he were guiltless she was satisfied; but to have seen her venerated, her adored idol, hurled from his pedestal, as false to Margarita, and to his own professions; to suppose he could, by possibility, be classed with the common herd, her fond and proud attachment could not endure; she knew him to have been unfortunate, but she believed him to have been the most virtuous of men, and gloried in that virtue; she did well to exult, for she was right.