"How long?"
"I do not know, Jim."
"Then—what is there for me to do?"
She was silent.
"Could you tell me, Jacqueline?"
"Yes. Have patience—with me."
"With you?"
"It will be necessary."
"How do you mean, dear?"
"I mean you must have patience with me—in many ways. And still be in love with me. And still be loyal to me—and—faithful. I don't know whether a man can do these things. I don't know men. But I know myself—and what I require of men—and of you."