'I know what it is,' said Clara, setting her jaw. 'I don't know what to do.'
'You must never see him again.'
'But I must. I am married to him inside me. He can't do anything without me. I've made him come over here....'
'Didn't you know?'
'I knew nothing except that I loved him.'
'But people can't love like that.'
'I do.'
'He ran away from all that—and there were other things.... Oh, my dear, dear child, have you nobody belonging to you?'
'Only Charles. And I've hurt him.'
'What does he say?'