"I'm saying it because it's true. If it frightens you—"
"But it doesn't."
"Then I've done neither good nor harm."
"I've a right to be happy."
"Certainly, if you can be happy this way."
"And I can."
"Then there's no more to be said. We can only agree with you. If you can be happy when you've Mr. Brokenshire on your mind, as you must have whether he's alive or dead—and if you can be happy when you've desecrated all the things your people and your country look to a woman in your position to uphold—then I don't think any one will say you nay."
"Well, why shouldn't I be happy?" she demanded, as if I was withholding from her something that was her right. "Other women—"
"Yes, Mrs. Brokenshire, other women besides you have tried the experiment of Anna Karénina—"
"What's that?"