“I might be poisonous.”
“Please don’t make a scene in the street,” he said.
“It’ll look so funny insisting on separate rooms like that. What’ll they think of us?”
“If they knew the circumstances I imagine they’d think us surprisingly moral,” said Philip.
She gave him a sidelong glance.
“You’re not going to give it away that we’re not married?” she asked quickly.
“No.”
“Why won’t you live with me as if we were married then?”
“My dear, I can’t explain. I don’t want to humiliate you, but I simply can’t. I daresay it’s very silly and unreasonable, but it’s stronger than I am. I loved you so much that now…” he broke off. “After all, there’s no accounting for that sort of thing.”
“A fat lot you must have loved me!” she exclaimed.