“I guess so. As much that as anything.”
“You realize that you treated me shamefully. You realize that?”
“Yes,” wearily. “Yes, I realize everything.”
“And you felt sorry, after I had gone, and so you changed your mind. Was that it?”
“Yes.”
There was no use in attempting justification. For the absolute surrender I had made there was no justification. I might as well agree to everything.
“And you will never, never treat me in that way again?”
“No.”
“And you realize that I was right and understand that I am to do as I please with my money?”
“Yes.”