"I have married him. What more could I do to prove my appreciation?"
"Oh, heaps more. Mere marrying's nothing. Any woman can do that."
"Do you think so? It seems to me that marrying—mere marrying—may be a great deal—about as much as many men have a right to ask."
"Hasn't every man a right to ask for—what shall I say—a little understanding—from the woman he cares for?"
"Edith, what has he told you?"
"Nothing, my dear, that I hadn't seen for myself."
"Did he tell you that I 'misunderstood' him?"
"Did he pose as l'homme incompris? No, he didn't."
"Still—he told you," Anne insisted.
"Of course he did." She brushed the self-evident aside and returned to her point. "He does care for you. That, at least, you can understand."