"I'm afraid you did. Please don't try to cover it with kind fibs now."
"I sha'n't, but you don't understand."
"Well, Claire, it doesn't matter, as I said. What is it to me what you do or don't do, so long as you bring me face to face with more truth?"
She thought he was telling her that he cared nothing for her. She did not blame him, yet there was a tiny streak of pride that said, "At least Philip finds me worth while."
"It is simply my own salvation that is involved," Lawrence went on.
"Well, I hope you find it," she said simply.
"I must find it to live," he answered.
"And how do you propose to find it?"
"I don't know. I wish I did."
"You might find it, as you once said, in creative work."