The same argument would enable her to live with John Caldigate after he should come out of prison, even though, as would then be the case, another woman would have the legal right of calling herself Mrs.John Caldigate! On the previous day she had declared that if she could not be his wife, she would be his mistress.
The mother knew what she meant,--that, let people call her by what name they might, she would still be her husband's wife in the eye of God.
But she would not be so.

And then she would not be pure.

And, to Mrs.
Bolton, the worst of it was that this cloudiness had come upon her daughter,--this incapacity to reason it out,--because the love of a human being had become so strong within her bosom as to have superseded and choked the love of heavenly things.

But how should she explain all this?
'I am not asking you to drop his name.' 'Drop his name! I will never drop it.

I cannot drop it.