"Destruction?"
"Of your illusion."
"I have no illusion. If I had moreover it wouldn't be destroyed. I have on the whole, I think, my little decency."
Mrs. Dyott stared. "Let us grant it for argument. What, then?"
"Well, I've also my little drama."
"An attachment?"
"An attachment."
"That you shouldn't have?"
"That I shouldn't have."
"A passion?"