What a pitiful little face he is looking at! "Yes, my uncle detested me," says Tita slowly, as if remembering things.

"He said I ought not to have had all that money.

That if I had not been born, he would have had it.

But one can't help being born.

One isn't asked about it! If"-- she pauses, and the tears well up into her eyes again--"if _I_ had been asked, I should have said no, _no_, NO!" "Don't talk like that," says Rylton.
There is a sensation of chokiness about his throat.