I intend to
act as right as I can by you. This is your home. You must use it, if
you feel that way. The Obar has to go on. It's your means of living.
It's my means of living. Then there are others concerned in it. For
these reasons I shall carry on things, and your knowledge of this sort of
work should hand you a reasonable share in the running of this place. If
you feel you can act this way, without remembering we're man and wife,
why, I guess we can agree to live our--separate--lives under the same
roof. If you don't feel you can do this, why, you need to say so right
here an' now, an' state your wishes. I'll do my best to carry them
through, provided you understand our lives are separate from now on. Do
you get that?"
Did she get it? Could there be any mistaking those cold tones, that
ruthless decision?
From slightly behind him Elvine had stood watching with straining eyes
the still figure, speaking with so obvious a repression of feeling, his
eyes steadily fixed upon the distant horizon. Once or twice an ominous
flush had suddenly flamed up in her eyes.
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