"Because, you see, no woman had ever hurt me so much."
"And now she has."
"Oh, yes, she has."
"And you love me less?"
"Come with me and see! Helen, Helen, darling, come with me. I want you so. We'll make life beautiful together. Sweetheart, if you needn't suffer, I could bear it for myself, I could manage to bear it for myself."
"I should suffer if I came with you. I should always feel George wanting me."
"And you won't feel me?"
"You are just like myself. You will always be there. No one can come between. George can't."
"But his children will." He set her on her feet and began to walk up and down the room. "Had you thought of that?"
She covered her face and whispered, "I can't talk about it yet. And, oh!" she went on, "I wanted ours. Did you?"