"Thank you, I don't. I'll never pay the price again. Never! Never!"
"Then whom do you want? Do you mean there's anyone else? By God! if there is—"
As she saw his fury she could laugh. "There isn't."
"Let's sit down again," he said more quietly; "this isn't threshed out yet."
"If more discussion gives you any pleasure I'll discuss. But what I said I meant. I'm not glad to see you; I'm sorry. You mean the breaking-up of household peace for me again. Men would be surprised, if they knew how many wives are glad to see their husbands go."
"Take care you don't drive me into going for good. Your way of treating a man is pretty dangerous."
"I'm sorry," she replied with a convincing gentleness, "that I shouldn't care if you did go. I'd have the children."
"Do you mean they've been more to you than I have?"
"What haven't they been to me?" Her face was soft. "You can't think—you've never troubled to know—how kind children are."
"Once I was first with you."