"Esther my darling" he whispered.
"Hush my love," she said. "Rest, don't talk."
He was insistent. "Esther," he said in his tired voice, "I have something that I must confess."
There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Esther, "Everything's all right, go to sleep."
"No, no. I must die in peace, Esther. I ... I slept with your sister, your best friend, her best
friend, and your mother!"
I know, sweetheart," whispered Esther, "let the poison work."