"No! . . . Let me try to put it to you as I see it."
She exclaimed:
"No! . . . I've been a wicked woman. I have ruined you. I am not going to listen to you."
He said:
"I daresay you have ruined me. That's nothing to me. I am completely indifferent."
She cried out:
"Oh! Oh! . . . Oh!" on a note of agony.
Tietjens said doggedly:
"I don't care. I can't help it. Those are—those should be—the conditions of life amongst decent people. When our next war comes I hope it will be fought out under those conditions. Let us, for God's sake, talk of the gallant enemy. Always. We have got to plunder the French or millions of our people must starve: they have got to resist us successfully or be wiped out. . . . It's the same with you and me. . . ."
She exclaimed: