"If you vaccinated me and my arm fell off in consequence I shouldn't care for you a bit the less, because I should know that you were the victim of a foolish superstition, and believed what you were doing to be right.

No, Ernest, it is of no use; I can assure you that I know a great deal more about this subject than you do.

I have read all the papers and statistics and heard the cleverest men in England lecture upon it, and nothing, nothing, _nothing_ will ever induce me to submit to that filthy, that revolting operation." He heard and groaned, then he tried another argument.
"Listen," he said: "you have been good enough to tell me--several times--well, that you loved me, and, forgive me for alluding to it, but I think that once you were so foolish as to say that you cared for me so much that you would give your very existence if it could make me happy.
Now, I ask you for nothing half so great as that; I ask you to submit to a trifling inconvenience, and, so far as you are personally concerned, to waive a small prejudice for my sake, or, perhaps I had better say, to give in to my folly.

Can't you do as much as that for me, Jane ?" "Ernest," she answered hoarsely, "if you asked anything else of me in the world I would do it--yes, anything you can think of--but this I can't do and won't do." "In God's name, why not ?" he cried.
"Because to do it would be to declare my father a quack and a liar, and to show that I, his daughter, from whom if from anybody he has a right to expect faith and support, have no belief in him and the doctrine that he has taught for twenty years.

That is the truth, and it is cruel of you to make me say it." Ernest Merchison ground his teeth, understanding that in face of this woman's blind fidelity all argument and appeal were helpless.