"This time I mean it."
"Well?"
"And you can divorce me."
He stamped his foot with irritation. "Don't be ridiculous, Helen. A divorce is absolutely out of the question."
"Why? Do you think we can go on like this any longer?"
"That's not the point. The point is that nothing in the circumstances provides any grounds for a divorce."
"So that we've got to go on like this then, eh?"
"Not like this, I hope. I still hope—that some day—"
She interrupted him angrily. "You still hope! How many more secret visits to Clare do you think you'll make,—how many more damnable lies do you think you'll need to tell me—before you leave off still hoping? You hateful little hypocrite! Why don't you be frank with me and yourself and acknowledge that you love Clare? Why don't you run off with her like a man?"
He said: "So you think that's what a man would do, eh?"