“My word!” she said, “you are digging up the past. I don’t see how you could call things right when they include me with a charwoman.”
“Ada!” he protested.
“It’s what she is.”
“By her own choice. But please forget that, Ada. Yes, it’s true that I am digging in the past. I want to go back to see where we went wrong.”
“Went wrong? When who went wrong?”
“Why, you and I.”
“I didn’t know we had gone wrong.” She looked at him. “You look well,” she decided, “but you can’t be.”
“I am better than I’ve ever been,” he said, “and stronger, and if need be I shall use my strength, but I hope the need won’t come for that. Ada, can you tell me this? Can you tell me what it is you want?”
“You’re sure it’s all right about your money?” she asked anxiously.
“Yes, of course it’s right,” he said impatiently.