A queer, unformed doubt began to torment her, a doubt that grew into a question later on: was he still in love with her?
"And what if I do not care to discuss my private affairs with you ?" she said, playing for time.
"Don't fence, Anne," he said sternly.

"Answer the question.Wait.

I'll put it in another form, and I want the truth.

If you say to me that your mother is deliberately forcing you into this marriage I'll believe you, and I'll--I'll fight for you till I get you.

I will not stand by and see you sacrificed, even though you may appear to--" "Stop, please.