Lynde was surely attractive.
He had no desire to part with her or to quarrel with him--merely to temporarily cease all intimate relations with her and allow her mood to clear itself up.

Perhaps she would want to leave him of her own accord.

Perhaps, if he ever found the right woman, this might prove good grounds for his leaving her.

The right woman--where was she?
He had never found her yet.
"Aileen," he said, quite softly, "I wish you wouldn't feel so bitterly about this.

Why should you?
When did you do this?
Will you tell me that ?" "No, I'll not tell you that," she replied, bitterly.