"Of course. I married you to make you happy. I must make you happy this way, that's all. But if I do you mustn't think I don't care for you. I care for you so much that nothing matters but your happiness."
"Maisie, I'm not fit to live in the same world with you."
"You mustn't say that. You're fit to live in the same world with Anne. I suppose I could have made this all ugly and shameful for you. But I want to keep it beautiful. I want to give you all beautiful to Anne, so that you'll never go back on it, and never feel ashamed."
"You made me ashamed every time we thought of you."
"Don't think of me. Think of each other."
"Oh—you're adorable."
"No, I'm doing this because I love you both. But if I didn't love you I should do it for myself. I should hate myself if I didn't. I can't think of anything more disgusting and dishonourable than to keep a man tied to you when he cares for somebody else. I should feel as if I were living in sin."
"Maisie—will you be awfully unhappy?"
"Yes, Jerrold. But not so unhappy as if I'd kept you."
"We'll go away somewhere where you won't have to see us."