"We've been doing nothing."
"That's it. You've got to do something and do it pretty quick if it's to be any good."
Jerrold started and looked up. He wondered whether Eliot knew. He had a way of getting at things, you couldn't tell how.
"What d'you mean? What are you talking about?" His words came with a sudden sharp rapidity.
"You know what I mean."
"I don't know how you know anything. And, as a matter of fact, you don't."
"I don't know much. But I know enough to see that you two can't go on like this."
"Maisie and me?"
"No. You and Anne. It's Anne I'm talking about. I suppose you can make a mess of your own life if you like. You've no business to make a mess of hers."
"My God! as if I didn't know it. What the devil am I to do?"