"That I don't love you, any longer, enough to live with you. I beg your pardon, Tilly, if I have spoilt your life, if I have shattered your life. I have spoilt and shattered it. I beg your pardon ... if you can forgive me."
"Only a little while ago ... you told me that you cared for me."
"I thought so at the time ... It seemed to mean so much to me."
"And now?"
"Now I don't".
She rebelled with injured pride:
"Then why did you ask me to marry you?"
"Yes, that was just it."
"Just what?"
"The mistake.... Tell me, do you still love me?"