He stood before her, trying to talk reasonably, trying to plead his cause behind the shelter of reasonable words.
"Let me tell you," he began, "why our divorce laws are so different from yours.

We believe that the worst breach of the Seventh Commandment is the sin of an unloving kiss, the unwillingly given arms of a shuddering wife, striving to keep the canons of the prayer book and besmirching thereby her life with evil.

We believe, on the other hand, that there is no sin in love." "If you and I were alone in the world!" "If you are thinking of your friends," he pleaded, "they are more likely to be proud of the woman who had the courage to break away from a debasing union.

Every one realises--what your husband is.

He has been unfaithful not only to you but to every friend he has ever had." "Do I not know it!" she moaned.