There was a silence, then:
"Whatever you do I approve. I have no—opinion."
"You do not approve all I do."
The rejoinder came faintly: "How do you know?"
"I—wrote to you. Do you approve my writing to you?"
"Yes. If you do."
"And do you approve of what I wrote?"
"Not of all that you wrote."
"I wrote that I would not see you again."
"Yes."