"Don't speak," she said. "Listen to me. What you're asking of me ... I refuse."
"Why?"
"Because I am an honest woman.... Because I am naturally an honest woman.... Because I always mean to be an honest woman.... I could never do what you ask me to.... Because, even if I had to say good-bye to my husband, I should never, never be willing to say good-bye to my children."
"You love your children better?"
"Better? I love them in a way which a man like you simply cannot understand."
"Tilly! Tilly!"
"Be quiet!... There are people coming.... Be quiet!"
"Oh, Tilly, what then?"
"I don't know," she said, dully. "Oh, come along to the club; we'll play some tennis!"
She quickened her pace; he followed her, lurching like a drunken man.