"No."
"It means, you see, a secret shared together, and that should...."
A stony silence.
"Of course—it's not the only secret we've had together. There was the matter of the fire in the kitchen, when we were making toffee and upset the paraffin...."
Still silence.
"You know two years ago I was going to marry you if I could, and I knew that you——"
"What did you know?"
"Well, you knew I'd never let you marry any one else."
"Mr Rainer—will you please be quiet? I don't want to speak to you."
"Damn," said Rainer, leaning back sulkily.