"Why?"
"Because you've got an eager and active mind, Pat. A half-starved mind, if you only knew it. It's going to demand things when the novelty begins to wear off."
"When I get tired of my husband?"
"I hope you're going to marry a man of whom you won't tire," he said gravely. "But there's a certain monotony about marriage. Many women tire of that. Then is the danger time."
"Then I'll send for you." A devil sparkled in her eyes.
"I wouldn't come."
"Not come! Not when I needed you?"
"From the ends of the earth if you needed me. But not for any caprice. I'd put you on honour there. Happiness doesn't lie in that direction, little Pat. What I want for you is happiness."
She brooded upon this darkly. "I believe you do," she whispered after a time. "More than for yourself."
"More than for myself," he repeated. "Why not?"