“To maintain the home.”
“I share in that.”
“Well, grant you do. I do not claim to share the other.”
“You are not asked to, Harry.”
“No, but, Rosalie, I’ve the right to ask you to provide the other.”
Her murmur said, “Oh, do not let us bring up rights. I am so fixed on rights.”
“Rosalie, let’s keep the thing square. A man can leave his home; he often has to. I think not so a woman; not a mother; not as you wish now to leave it. It can’t, without her, go on—not in the same way.”
“Yes, ours. Ours can.”
“Not in the same way. You can’t take out the woman and leave it the same,—the same for the man, the same for the children. We’re married. The married state. With children. Doesn’t the whole fabric of the married state rest on the domesticity of woman?”
She murmured, “No, on her resignation, Harry.”