"Why is it no good?"
"It isn't. I don't want to marry. I don't want ever to marry. And if we're not going to marry, it's no good going on."
"But why do you say this now?"
"Because I've made up my mind."
"And what about these last months, and the things you told me then?"
"I can't help it; I don't want to go on."
"You don't want any more of me?"
"I want us to break off—you be free of me, I free of you."
"And what about these last months?"
"I don't know. I've not told you anything but what I thought was true."