"You can leave me any day. So the chances are that you won't want to."
"And when you're tired of me?"
"'You won't be tied to me a minute longer than you like.'"
"That's it. I shan't be tired of you. I've a different feeling for you from any I've ever had for any other woman, for the simple reason that you're a different woman every time I see you. That's the secret of your fascination. Didn't you know it?"
She shook her head, but she was not attending to him.
"If you don't know it there's no harm in telling you that I'm very fond of you."
"What earthly use is it, Wilfrid, being fond of me, as long as I'm not fond of you?"
Ah, that was a mistake. He was on perilous ground. She was strong there. She matched his bloodless, unblushing candour with her throbbing, passionate sincerity.