"Suppose I ask for that right?"
"I have always told you that, if you demanded it, I would take your name openly."
"Yes; but now you admit that you love Hamil."
"Love! Love!" she repeated, exasperated. "What has that got to do with it? I know what the law of obligation is. You meant to be generous to me and you ruined your own life. If your future career requires me to publicly assume your name and a place in your household, I've told you that I'll pay that debt."
"Very well. When will you pay it?"
She blanched pitifully.
"When you insist, Louis."
"Do you mean you would go out there to the terrace, now!—and tell your mother what you've done?"
"Yes, if I must," she answered faintly.
"In other words, because you think you're in my debt, you stand ready to acknowledge, on demand, what I gave you—my name?"