"Cared?"
"About me much."
"But she does, she does care!"
"I suppose she did once, or she couldn't have married me. But she doesn't now. You see—you may as well know it, Agatha—there's another man."
"Oh, Rodney, no."
"Yes. It's been perfectly all right, you know; but there he is and there he's been for years. She told me. I'm awfully sorry for her."
He paused.
"What beats me is her being so angelic now, when she doesn't care."
"Rodney, she does. It's all over, like an illness. It's you she cares for now."