If it did succeed----" "Then I'd see again!" "Yes.

So you would be very unhappy." "You say a thing like that!" He winced, flushed.
"You come here now with hopes that you ought not to offer, and you qualify even that! Fine--fine! You think I can stand much more than I have ?" Still the trembling of her hands, the fluttering at her throat.

He endured it for a time, but broke out savagely at last.

"You'd be perfect then--as lovely as ever any woman--why, you're perfect now! And yet without that one flaw where would you be?
You'd not be married then, though you are now." "Go on!" she said at length, coldly.
"You don't know one of us here except that girl, Annie, as different from you as night is from day.

You don't know about the rest of us.
You only think about us, imagine us--you don't see us, don't know us.
Ah, God! If you only could! But--if you did!" The last words broke from him unconsciously.