“No,” she said bitterly, “we’ve had very little choice.”
“We did once,” said Nathaniel Mar.
In the pause she looked down at the patch on the carpet.
“And we ignored it,” he finished.
“Oh, if you are going back upon that old foolishness.” She turned abruptly and set down the broken cup.
“You didn’t think it so foolish when I first told you about it.”
“Oh, didn’t I!”
“No. It made just all the difference then.”
“What difference, I’d like to know, did it ever make?”
“It made you say ‘Yes’ after you’d said ‘No.’”