“You can’t help it,” he said.
“I warn you it’s the source of all evil.”
“And of all good,” he added.
“You’ll find out that I’m not what you think me.”
“Perhaps. But I shall gain more than I lose.”
“If such gain’s worth having.”
They were silent for a space.
“That may be what we have to face,” he said. “There may be nothing else. Nothing but what we imagine.”
“The reason of our loneliness,” she mused, and they were silent for a time.
“When are you to be married?” he asked abruptly, with a change of tone.