"If you don't love me," she burst out, "they will not need to console you long."
"I shall feel regret ... because I have spoilt your life ... and because I sha'n't see the children any more."
"Spoilt my life?" she said, proudly. "You have not done that."
He did not answer.
"The children?" she continued. "Why should you not see them ... when you want to?"
"Would you allow that?"
"Allow it? They are your children. I have nothing to say in the matter. In fact...."
"In fact?"
"I should not think it right ... if you did not see them often."
"Then I shall come."