[He never understood the obsession with religion. With sin and damnation. But he could grasp what the promise of forgiveness felt. After all, hadn't he been trying to earn it? For a crime no one need ever know he committed? It had been a very private... sin. The word was appropriate enough.

An offence against morality.]

We started the matter; we had to finish it.

[We. Not I. Even if Elizabeth has heard Rosalind's recordings, know she held aloof from the moral quandaries of her "brother." She still, when the time came, helped.]

I'm... very grateful that Mr. DeWitt is so stubborn. And that you are, as well.