"But suppose he wants you to marry a Chinese?"
Nancy saw nothing extraordinary in this.
"I have to marry the man my father chooses."
"Well, I think it's shameful," protested Elizabeth. "You are too pretty, Nancy, to be thrown away like that. You ought to choose your own husband. Suppose he should have some more wives; would you like that?"
"No," Nancy admitted.
"Could you stop him from having more wives?"
"No."
"Do you want to marry a Chinese?"
"No," said Nancy for the third time, "I don't want to marry anyone. I want to be a nun."
This was a greater blow than anything she had said.