“You must. Angela, be reasonable. I’m broke, dead broke. I ought never to have brought you here, but I expected to be successful—and I ain’t.”
“Is that why you want me to go back?”
“Of course. You—you wanted your freedom, and I’m giving it to you.”
“I told you I could take nothing from you.”
“You’ve got to take this. Angela, you must forget all about that—other matter.”
“How can I forget, when for a year you have constantly reminded me of it? If you put me on that steamer I’ll get off at the first stopping-place and come back to you. You bought me and you’ve got to keep me until the debt is paid, no matter how—unhappy it may make you.”
He smiled as he reflected that she thought her presence could make him unhappy, when his whole soul craved for her.
“Maybe it is someone else’s happiness I am thinking of,” he said quietly.
Someone else! The little green god within her seized on the remark. She confronted him with blazing eyes.