"Yes."
"You know what you've done, then?"
"What I've done?"
"Yes. You've married a woman and an artist, so much bigger than yourself, that you've got to spend all your time growing big enough to live with her!"
"Oh, Bobs, dear. You must forgive her, Jerry," Jane protested.
He shook his head slowly and said with a sort of solemnity:
"I know she speaks the truth!"
"Jerry, don't!" Jane exclaimed in distress.
"I've got to see this situation and you and me from all sides now, Jane. It means too much to us all, for me to go on blundering with my eyes shut."
"It must be my eyes that are shut, because it seems so simple to me; we know the truth about each other now and I've come one step nearer to you, by reason of my art."