And now I simply can't think that any longer.
"I don't in the least blame you for being what you are: that's not my business.

But I must just say this--that a man who can do what you've done, not only for a week or two, as I thought at first, as a sort of game, but for nearly three months, and during that time could leave me with only three or four postcards and no news; above all, a man who could get into such disgrace and trouble, and actually go to prison, and yet not seem to mind much--well, it isn't what I had thought of you.
"You see, there are a whole lot of things together.

It isn't just this or that, but the whole thing.
"First you became a Catholic, without telling me anything until just before.

I didn't like that, naturally, but I didn't say anything.

It isn't nice for a husband and wife to be of different religions.