"Yes," she cried impetuously and passionately ... "it's true ... I have not been faithful to him before...."
"—and you returned to him? wasn't that weak?"
I took her hands in mine, with mind and soul made up at last....
"This time you can go through with it. Here's a man who will stand by you forever. I can earn a living for both of us, and—"
"Don't let's discuss the horrid old subject any more to-night ... I'm tired of discussing ... as you love me, read some poetry to me ... or I shall scream!"
"Have you ever read the sonnets of George Santayana?... I know most of them by heart ... let me quote you his best ...
'O world, thou choosest not the better part!
It is not wisdom to be only wise,
And on the inward vision close the eyes,
But it is wisdom to believe the heart.