"The whole thing's infernally perverse," said the Judge.
"However I suppose you've pretty well forgotten about the whole thing now?"
"The deuce you do!"
"Did you soon get to be glad you hadn't married them—the other twenty or so?"
"That varied. Besides, if I had married them, I might have become quite content."
"They'd have got to look older, of course," Bernadette reflected. "But people ought to be content with—well, with being content, oughtn't they?"
"Well, you see, you're generally young when you're in love—comparatively, at all events. You get content with being content—as you neatly put it—rather later."
"That means you're not in love any more?"
"Life has its stages, Bernadette."
She gave a quick little shiver. "Horrid!"