‘Oh Mabel, Mabel!’

‘But it is so.’

‘When you say this do you think of yourself?’

‘Yes.  But I have never been false to anyone.  You are false to me.’

‘Have I not offered to face all the world with you?’

‘You would not offer it now?’

‘No,’ he said, after a pause,—­’not now.  Were I to do so, I should be false.  You bade me take my love elsewhere, and I did so.’

‘With the greatest care.’

‘We agreed it should be so; and you have done the same.’

’That is false.  Look me in the face and tell me whether you do not know it to be false?’

‘And yet I am told that I am injuring you with Silverbridge.’

’Oh,—­so unmanly again!  Of course I have to marry.  Who does not know it?  Do you want to see me begging my bread about the streets?  You have bread; or if not, you might earn it.  If you marry for money—­’

‘The accusation is altogether unjustifiable.’

’Allow me to finish what I have to say.  If you marry for money you will do that which is in itself bad, and which is also unnecessary.  What other course would you recommend me to take?  No one goes into the gutter while there is a clean path open.  If there be no escape but through the gutter, one has to take it.’

’You mean that my duty to you should have kept me from marrying all my life.’

’Not that;—­but a little while, Frank; just a little while.  Your bloom is not fading; your charms are not running from you.  Have you not a strength which I cannot have?  Do you not feel that you are a tree, standing firm in the ground, while I am a bit of ivy that will be trodden in the dirt unless it can be made to cling to something?  You should not liken yourself to me, Frank.’

‘If I could do you any good!’

’Good!  What is the meaning of good?  If you love, it is good to be loved again.  It is good not to have your heart torn to pieces.  You know that I love you.’  He was standing close to her, and put out his hand as though he would twine his arm round her waist.  ‘Not for worlds,’ she said.  ’It belongs to the Palliser girl.  And as I have taught myself to think that what there is left of me may perhaps belong to some other one, worthless as it is, I will keep it for him.  I love you,—­but there can be none of that softness of love between us.’

Then there was a pause, but as he did not speak she went on.  ’But remember, Frank,—­our position is not equal.  You have got over your little complaint.  It probably did not go deep with you, and you have found a cure.  Perhaps there is a satisfaction in finding that two young women love you.’

‘You are trying to be cruel to me.’

’Why else should you be here?  You know I love you,—­with all my heart, with all my strength, and that I would give the world to cure myself.  Knowing this, you come and talk to me of your passion for this other girl.’