Don't you love me now, Shiel ?" A gloomy look passed over his face.

Memory of other days was admonishing him.

"What is the good of one loving when the other doesn't?
And, anyhow, I made up my mind five years ago that I would not live on my wife.

I haven't done so, and I don't mean to 'do so.

I don't mean to take a penny of your money.