“Go on, please,” he said quietly. “You think I’ve ended my woman by letting her do what any woman in real life would do?”
“All women would not do what your woman does. Such women end men!”
This was audacious, but it caught Northrup’s imagination.
“Go on,” he muttered lamely.
“Do you think love is everything to a woman?” Mary-Clare demanded ferociously.
“It is the biggest thing!” Northrup was up in arms to defend his code and his work.
“You think it could wipe out honour, all the things that meant honour to her?”
“Love conquers everything for a woman.”
“Does it for a man?”
Northrup tried to fling out the affirmative, but he hedged.