"That's a strong word!" Garth blurted out. They were standing in the middle of the room, eyeing each other as might a pair of duellists obliged to fight over some technical dispute. "Have I been so brutal to you as all that?"
"You haven't been brutal lately. You were—dreadfully—at first."
"H'm! You weren't exactly angelic to me."
"There's nothing very angelic in the—in the affair."
"What, precisely, do you mean by 'the affair'?"
"The—er—bargain."
"I thought I'd convinced you that the 'bargain' had collapsed."
"Well, our—marriage, then, if you like that better. I've wondered every minute what you did marry me for, if it wasn't money. And sometimes I think it couldn't have been, because you seem to have plenty of your own. Still——"
"Some men with plenty could do with more. Is that what you'd say?"
"I'm not sure what I'd say—about you."