Becky was on her deathbed with her husband old Tom, maintaining a steady vigil by her side. The warm tears splashed upon her face and woke her from her near death slumber. "my darling tom " she whispered.
"Hush my love" he said .
But she was insistent."I need to confess something to you".
"There,s nothing to confess , don't worry yourself" old Tom said tenderly.
"No, no -i must die in peace. I have been unfaithful to you with your father, your brother and your best friend." she croaked pathetically.
"Hush now, Becky" - dont torment yourself,
"I know all about it" old Tom said,
"Why do you think i poisoned you"