Are you not going to be kind to me and really be my wife ?" Then he saw a look in her eyes that turned him to ice.
"Animal!" she hissed, and hit him across the face.
And as he let her fall from him she drew back panting, and deadly white; while he, mad with rage at the blow, stood with flaming blue eyes, and teeth clenched.
"Animal!" again she hissed, and then her words poured forth in a torrent of hate.

"Is it not enough that you were willing to sell yourself for my uncle's money--that you were willing to take as a bargain--a woman whom you had never even seen, without letting your revolting passions exhibit themselves like this?
And you dare to tell me you love me! What do such as you know of love?
Love is a true and a pure and a beautiful thing, not to be sullied like this.

It must come from devotion and knowledge.
What sort of a vile passion is it which makes a man feel as you do for me?
Only that I am a woman.

Love! It is no love--it is a question of sense.

Any other would do, provided she were as fair.