''
He was ready to move on. ``There's something in
that,'' said he, lapsed into his usual seeming of
impassiveness. ``But not much.''
``I never before knew you to fail to understand.''
``I understand perfectly. You care, but you don't
care enough to suit me. I haven't waited all these years
before giving a woman my love, to be content with a
love seated quietly and demurely between pride and self-
respect.''
``You wouldn't marry me until I had failed,'' said
she shrewdly. ``Now you attack me for refusing to
marry you until I've succeeded.''
A slight shrug. ``Proposal withdrawn,'' said he.
``Now let's talk about your career, your plans.''
``I'm beginning to understand myself a little,'' said
she. ``I suppose you think that sort of personal talk
is very silly and vain--and trivial.''
``On the contrary,'' replied he, ``it isn't absolutely
necessary to understand oneself. One is swept on in
the same general direction, anyhow. But understanding
helps one to go faster and steadier.
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