When we first came to live here could you have imagined yourself leaving me alone for long, miserable days, just because I was suffering under misfortunes?
You have shown too plainly that you don't care to give me the help even of a kind word.

You get away from me as often as you can, as if to remind me that we have no longer any interests in common.

Other people are your confidants; you speak of me to them as if I were purposely dragging you down into a mean condition.' 'How can you know what I say about you ?' 'Isn't it true ?' he asked, flashing an angry glance at her.
'It is not true.

Of course I have talked to mother about our difficulties; how could I help it ?' 'And to other people.' 'Not in a way that you could find fault with.' 'In a way that makes me seem contemptible to them.

You show them that I have made you poor and unhappy, and you are glad to have their sympathy.' 'What you mean is, that I oughtn't to see anyone.