“It’s no good your getting away like that,” he said. “There couldn’t be any other end to it—to what we did.”
“But that was ended.”
“Ended there, but not here.”
“Ended for ever. We’ve done with it for ever.”
“We haven’t. We’ve got to begin again. And go on. And go on.”
“Oh, no. No. Anything but that.”
“There isn’t anything else.”
“We can’t. We can’t. Don’t you remember how it bored us?”
“Remember? Do you suppose I’d touch you if I could help it?... That’s what we’re here for. We must. We must.”
“No. No. I shall get away—now.”