"I did, Ted. I told you it had all been a mistake—yours and mine."
"Speak for yourself. Where was my mistake?"
"The mistake was in our ever getting engaged at all—in our thinking that we cared for each other."
"I cared enough for you, didn't I?"
"No, you didn't. You only thought you did. Katherine told me——"
"What did Katherine tell you?"
"That you hadn't any feelings, that you really cared for nothing but your painting, that you'd only a ru—rudimentary heart."
"Really? That is interesting. When did she tell you that?"
"The very day we were engaged."
"And you believed her?"