"It is very wicked," said she, and she began to make another stitch, looking down again.
"I have no doubt that you think so," answered Paul Griggs, slowly nodding a third time.
"It is not a question of opinion. It is a matter of fact. You have ruined the life of an innocent woman."
"If social position is the object of existence, you are right," he replied. "I have nothing to say."
"I am not speaking of social position," said Donna Francesca, continuing to make stitches.
"Then I am afraid that I do not understand you."
"Can you conceive of nothing more important to the welfare of men and women than social position?"
"It is precisely because I do, that I care so little what society thinks. I do not understand you."
"I have known you some time," said Francesca. "I had not supposed that you were a man without a sense of right and wrong. That is the question which is concerned now."
"It is a question which may be answered from more than one point of view. You look at it in one way, and I in another. With your permission, we will differ about it, since we can never agree."