"I don't care. I suppose you have no objection to my divorcing you. It means nothing to a man."
"Will you allow me to ask why I should put myself to the smallest inconvenience on your account?"
"It can't make any difference to you. It's not much to ask you to behave like a gentleman."
"I have much too great a regard for your welfare."
She sat up now and dried her eyes.
"What do you mean?" she asked him.
"Townsend will marry you only if he is correspondent and the case is so shameless that his wife is forced to divorce him."
"You don't know what you're talking about," she cried.
"You stupid fool."
His tone was so contemptuous that she flushed with anger. And perhaps her anger was greater because she had never before heard him say to her any but sweet, flattering and delightful things. She had been accustomed to find him subservient to all her whims.