“Of its grandeur I have my doubts. I shall be better able to judge when you’ve imparted it. You intend doing that, I perceive.”
“I do,” he answered, without taking notice of the sarcasm.
“Let’s hear it, then.”
“Well, Fan, if there’s anything in this world clearer than another, it’s that by getting married we’ve both made a mucker of it.”
“That’s clear as daylight—to me at least.”
“Then you can’t be offended if I take a similar view of the question. We married one another for love. There we did a stupid thing, since neither of us could afford it.”
“I suppose I know all that. Tell me something new.”
“More than stupid,” pursued the worthless husband; “it was an act of absolute madness!”
“Most certainly, on my part.”
“On the part of both of us. Mind you, I don’t say I repent making you my wife. Only in one way, and that is because I’ve spoiled your chances in life. I am aware you could have married richer men.”