He put her away from him. "No," he said obstinately. "I'm not going to give in!..."
"I'm not asking you to give in!"
"You are. You're asking me to come back here where everybody knows me and knows what I went out to do, and you're asking me to admit to them that I've failed!"
"No, no, dear!..."
"Yes, you are. Because I haven't made a fortune at the start, you all think I'm a failure. Hasn't every man had to struggle and fight for his position, and amn't I fighting and struggling for mine? If you cared for me!..."
"I do care for you, John!"
"Then you'd be glad to fight with me ... and struggle!..."
"Yes, I am prepared to fight with you ... but I'm not going to take risks with the baby!..."
"What's he got to do with it?"
She turned on him angrily. "Are you willing to let him suffer for your books, too? Do you think I'm going to let my child go without things to feed your pride?..."