I can guess the rest. You say Gerald doesn’t love me, you don’t love your wife, and your wife doesn’t love you; but you forget one thing—that I don’t love you either.
SYLVESTER.
Not now, but by-and-by. Margery, I would make you love me—I would teach you!
MARGERY.
So, I’m to learn to be unfaithful, is that it? As one learns music? No, Captain Sylvester! Suppose two people are so much in love that they can’t help it, Heaven is their judge, not me. But to begin to love when they can help it—not to resist—to teach themselves to love—that’s where the wrong is, and there’s no gainsaying it.
SYLVESTER.
Suppose your husband left you?
MARGERY.
I would have no other!
SYLVESTER.