"Because I liked you too well."
"That is no answer."
"Because I wanted to keep your love."
"That is not true."
"Well, because marriage is a business partnership, which, to be successful, requires a person of experience and a person of money. You had too much experience and I had no money, le voila."
"You are a heartless flirt," Duncan said, slowly and earnestly.
"That's what a man always says of a woman when he fails to make her love him."
"You are a heartless flirt, I repeat," he answered. "You stole the best love in my heart; you crushed it and threw it aside like a flower which no longer pleased you."
"Nonsense, Duncan, such poetic similes are ridiculous. Better say that love, to a man, is an apple of Sodom, fair to behold; but when he has it in his grasp it crumbles to sickening ashes."
"You stole my love, Helen; a man never loves but once."