"Of course I wanted to."
"In what?"
"Oh, Guy, don't be so cruel. Don't you believe in anything?"
"I believe in you," he said. "Pauline, I believe in you so passionately that when I am with you I believe in what you believe."
"Then you haven't any faith?"
"I want to have it," said Guy. "If God won't condescend to give it to me...." he broke off with a shrug.
"But religion is either true, or it isn't true, and if it isn't true, why do you encourage me in lies?" she demanded with desperate entreaty.
"I'm ready to believe," he said.
"How can you expect to have faith if your reason for it is merely to sit next me in church?" she asked bitterly.