The man for whom had been reserved the place in the sacred inner temple of her heart had signified very clearly that he had no intention of claiming it.
No other would ever enter in his stead; the doors of that innermost sanctuary would be kept closed, shutting in only the dead ashes of remembrance.

But if entrance to the outer courts of the temple meant so much to Tim, why should she not make him free of them?
That other had come and gone again, having no need of her, while Tim's need was great.
Life, at the moment stretched in front of her very vague and purposeless, and she knew that by marrying Tim she would make three people whom she loved, and who mattered most to her in the whole world--Tim, and Elisabeth, and Geoffrey--supremely happy.

No one need suffer except herself--and for her there was no escape from suffering either way.
So it came about that when, as her visit drew towards its close, Tim came to her and asked her once again to be his wife, she gave him an answer which by no stretch of the imagination could she have conceived as possible a short three weeks before.
She was very frank with him.

She was determined that if he married her, it must be open-eyed, recognizing that she could only give him honest liking in return for love.

Upon a foundation of sincerity some mutual happiness might ultimately be established, but there should be no submerged rock of ignorance and misunderstanding on which their frail barque of matrimonial happiness might later founder in a sea of infinite regret.
"Are you willing to take me--like that ?" she asked him.