He often told me so." "He never said that to me," Grizel replied quickly.
"Because he thought that to press you was no way to make you care for me.

He hoped that it would come about." "It has not come about, David, with either of us," she said gently.

"I am sure that would have been sufficient answer to him." "No, Grizel, it would not, not now." He had risen, and his face was whiter than she had ever seen it.
"I am going to hurt you, Grizel," he said, and every word was a pang to him.

"I see no other way.

It has got to be done.