I have never done a thing for him that can make him love me.

The mother of his child he might have loved, because of that.

Why should he love me?
We were told to marry each other and did it.

When could he have learned to love me?
But, Alice, he requires no loving, either to take it or to give it.

I wish it were so with me." Alice said what she could to comfort her, but her words were but of little avail as regarded those marriage sorrows.
"Forgive you!" at last Glencora said.