"My dear, what has that to do with it?
I wouldn't marry a man who didn't worship me, whatever my own feelings might be; and it isn't in him to worship any woman.

No, he would only grind me under his heel, and I should probably kill him in the end and myself too." A passionate note crept into the deep voice.

It seemed to quiver on the verge of tragedy; and then again quite suddenly she laughed.

"But I don't feel in the least murderous," she said.

"In fact, I'm at peace with all the world just now.