"So I did. So I do. But I'm out against that too."
"Good Lord, against what?"
"Against your exploiting my love for your purposes."
"My poor dear child, what do you suppose I wanted?"
She had reached the uttermost limit of absurdity, and in that moment she became to him helpless and pathetic.
"I knew there was going to be the most infernal row and I wanted to keep you out of it. Look here, you'd have thought me a rotter if I hadn't, wouldn't you?
"Of course you would. And there's another thing. You weren't straight about it. You never told me you were going."
"I never told you I wasn't."
"I don't care, Dorothy; you weren't straight. You ought to have told me."
"How could I tell you when I knew you'd only go trying to stop me and getting yourself arrested."