“I didn’t call him a liar. But I do believe all this keeping you at home and telling me that I ought to go is just a part of his scheme to separate us. Yes, and I believe you think it is, too—or you would if you weren’t so loyal to him and would let yourself think honestly.... I won’t say that he has lied, exactly, but—”
“Why not? You have called Seymour Covell a liar. Not to his face—oh, no! But behind his back—to me.”
“Well—I—”
“That is enough. I don’t want to hear any more. Not a word.”
“But, Esther—”
“No. I have learned a great deal to-night. You paid no attention to my wishes. You say yourself that you had no intention of promising what I asked, even when you knew it was as hard for me as it could be for you, and that I asked it just for your sake. And then—as if that wasn’t enough—you let me see that you are going to stay here because you don’t trust me out of your sight.”
“I do. I didn’t say—”
“Yes, you did. Well, you may do as you please. And I shall do as I please. Good-night.”
“Esther—”
“Good-night.”