“When I finally lose patience and self-respect.... I don’t know exactly when, but it will be pretty soon.”
“Could I go with you?”
“Do you wish to?”
She pressed her cheek against his arm in silence.
He said:
“That has troubled me a lot, Dulcie. Of course you could stay here; I can arrange—I had come to a conclusion in regard to financial matters——”
“I can’t,” she whispered.
“Can’t what?”
“Stay here—take anything from you—accept without service in return.”
“What would you do?”