 Oh, Kathy. Kathy, darling, why didn't you let me know? Why didn't you send for me? You have Isabella. She's your wife. My wife? I've hated her. You've kissed her. Held her in your arms. And cursed myself and her. Oh, Kathy, Kathy. The smell of heather in your hair. Darling, no tears. Don't break my heart. Oh, Kathy, I never broke your heart. You broke it yourself.