“Naught.”
“I have told you that I take you only so as to be able to make a home for Jamie.”
“Yes.”
“And that I do not love you and hardly think I can ever.”
“Yes.”
“And still you will have me?”
“Yes.”
“And that by taking me you wreck my life—spoil my happiness.”
He raised his head, then dropped it again and said, “Yes.”
She remained silent, also looking on the ground. Presently she raised her head and said: “I gave you a chance, and you have cast it from you. I am sorry.”