"He wants more than I can give him."
"Well, all I can say is if you can't give him what he wants you'd no business to go about with him as you've been doing."
"I've been going about with him all my life and I never dreamed he'd want to marry me."
"What did you suppose he'd want?"
"Why, nothing but just to go about. As we always did."
"You idiot."
"I don't see why you should be so cross about it."
Adeline sat down in the armchair at the head of the bed, prepared to "have it out" with Anne.
"I suppose you think my son's happiness is nothing to me? Didn't it occur to you that if you refuse him he'll stick for years in that awful place he's going to? Whereas if he had a wife in England there'd be a chance of his coming home now and then. Perhaps he'd never go out again."
"I'm sorry, Auntie. I can't marry Eliot even to keep him in England.
Even to please you."