"Why, yes—sure. You, of course," he says, emphatic. "Haven't you seen that I want you to do things sometimes, without me tagging on?"
"Is that the way you look at it?" she says, slow.
He gave her two hands a gay little jerk, and pulled her to her feet.
"Why," he said, "you're a person. And I'm a person. If we really love each other, being married isn't only something instead. It's something plus."
"Russell," she says, "how did you find that out?"
"I don't know," he says. "How does anybody find out anything?"
I'll never forget the way Ellen looked when she went close to him.
"By loving somebody enough, I think," she says.
That made him stop short to wonder about something.
"How did you find out, if it comes to that?" he asks.