So far as I'm concerned, my dear, you can go right on with Dwight if you wish.

All I'm asking is a square deal." "But she'll ask and ask," thought Ethel.

"She'll ask of me anything she wants.

And she'll get me so tangled in other lies that then I wouldn't have even a chance of making Joe see how things really are." This thought cleared her mind a little.
"No," she said.

"You can tell him." "What!" Ethel looked down at her hands in her lap, and noticed how tightly they were clenched.