I told you why.
MIRALDA
O, yes, that instinct that you must not marry. That's not your reason, John.
JOHN
Yes, it is.
MIRALDA
It's a silly reason. It's a crazy reason. It's no reason at all. There's some other reason.
JOHN
No, there isn't. But I feel that in my bones. I don't know why. You know that I love none else but you. Besides, we're never going back, and it doesn't matter. This isn't Blackheath.
MIRALDA