She rallied her will-power.
“I don’t know what to say to you. I suppose I am feeling very weak.”
He rushed into self-accusation.
“There, I’ve been a selfish beast. I oughtn’t to have come and upset you like this. But I couldn’t help telling you.”
“I know. It hasn’t hurt me. But you have offered me such a big thing, that I am trying to realise it all. I don’t think I’m made for marriage.”
“Oh, don’t say that! I know I’m a blundering idiot!”
“No, no, it is not you! It is marriage.”
“You don’t believe in marriage?”
“Not that. I mean, for myself. I don’t think I could make you understand why.”
He looked puzzled and distressed.