"Do as you like about that."
He was immovable.
"And won't you divorce me?" she said. "You can use Duncan as a pretext! There'd be no need to bring in the real name. Duncan doesn't mind."
"I shall never divorce you," he said, as if a nail had been driven in.
"But why? Because I want you to?"
"Because I follow my own inclination, and I'm not inclined to."
It was useless. She went upstairs, and told Hilda the upshot.
"Better get away tomorrow," said Hilda, "and let him come to his senses."
So Connie spent half the night packing her really private and personal effects. In the morning she had her trunks sent to the station, without telling Clifford. She decided to see him only to say good-bye, before lunch.
But she spoke to Mrs. Bolton.