"I wonder," she said dreamily, "if I shall ever be able to stop eating."
"You can't take me in. I know too much about it. You said you were going to keep out of rows. You weren't going on that deputation because it meant a row. You went because I asked you not to go."
"I did; and I should go again tomorrow for the same reason."
"But it isn't a reason. It's not as if I'd asked you to go against your conscience. Your conscience hadn't anything to do with it."
"Oh, hadn't it! I went because you'd no right to ask me not to."
"If I'd had the right you'd have gone just the same."
"What do you mean by the right?"
"You know perfectly well what I mean."
"Of course I do. You mean, and you meant that if I'd married you you'd have had the right, not just to ask me not to, but to prevent me. That was what I was out against. I'd be out against it tomorrow and the next day, and for as long as you keep up that attitude."
"And yet--you said you loved me."