'I do.

I am sick of all this poking and prying.' 'I'm so glad you are.

Sometimes,' said Hermione, again stopping arrested in her progress and turning to Ursula, 'sometimes I wonder if I OUGHT to submit to all this realisation, if I am not being weak in rejecting it.

But I feel I CAN'T--I CAN'T.

It seems to destroy EVERYTHING.