Because there are some things I CAN'T regret--for myself.

For you, I do regret them.

I was an insane ass ever to imagine that I and my way of living could ever fit in with a woman brought up like you.

The incompatibilities were bound to come out--incompatibilities of temper, education, breeding--outlook on things--they were bound to separate us sooner or later, I'm glad that it's sooner, because that gives you a chance of getting back into your old conditions before you've grown different in yourself--dried up--soured--maybe lost your health, roughing it through bad times in the bush....

As it is, you'll get out all right--Never fear that I won't see you get out all right.' 'And you ?' she put in.
'Me! I don't count--I don't care....