It’s times like these when she’s not sure whether she married a gullible husband, or whether she’s the gullible one, because a scenario where everyone loses doesn’t cast a favourable light to whoever they represent.
She knows she’s supposed to represent herself and her husband, but right now, they seem to have reached a new low. She also knows her husband doesn’t even have the heart to reprimand her for her behaviour, because if he does, it would mean admitting his own failures and weaknesses.
She’s never been afraid of a fool, only afraid for him, and it turns out that this time, she’s not right.
Afterwards, she often wonders about the price she had to pay compared to the priest’s, and figures that perhaps this is one of those questions that would only answer themselves after the grave is gone.