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There's no reason for that. You were rather hard on
me, you know, but I'm going to forget all about it. Why shouldn't I?
I've got the loveliest little woman in the world, so I mean to meet her
half way, and she's going to get over her convent-bred ideas and be my
dear little darling wife. Now isn't she?"
I could have died of confusion and the utter degradation of shame. To
think that my poor efforts to please him, my vain attempts to look up to
him and reverence him, my bankrupt appeals to the spiritual woman in me
that I might bring myself to love him, as I thought it was my duty to
do, should have been perverted by his gross and vulgar mind into
overtures to the animal man in him--this was more than I could bear. I
felt the tears gushing to my eyes, but I kept them back, for my
self-pity was not so strong as my wrath.
I rose this time without being aware of his resistance.
"Let me go to bed," I said.
"Certainly! Most certainly, my dear, but. . . ."
"Let me go to bed," I said again, and at the next moment I stepped into
my room.


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