"Bobs, you goose——"
"I just couldn't stand it, Jerry, to have you married to just a rich woman."
"I'm not going to marry any rich woman, Bobs, you can count on that. They are all too full of themselves. The only woman I shall ever marry will have just one career."
"What, Jerry?"
"Her career will be Jerry Paxton! Selfish, if you like, but that is the only way I can ever get away with matrimony. I don't like marriage, I hate being tied down, you know how I hate it. If I married a woman with a career of her own, with the independence and egotism which come to women with careers, why— Lord, Bobs, I'd end by murdering her!"
"You're the most selfish human being in the world, Jerry!"
"No, I'm like the majority of men, only I say it out and the rest keep it dark."
"But you can't pick out the person you intend to love, Jerry. It doesn't happen that way. Love gets you, torments you, numbs your brain, upsets your mind."
"He won't get me, Bobs. I'm on guard."
"Some of us go on guard too late, Jerry."