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           Thisisyourtruelevel—underallthatself-madegrandeurofaknightofindustrywhorosebysheergeniusfromtheoreminegutterstofingerbowlsandwhitetie!Itfitsyouwell,thatwhitetie,tocomehomeinateleveno’clockinthemorning!Youneverroseoutoftheoremines,that’swhereyoubelong—allofyouself-madeprincesofthecashregister—inthecornersaloononSaturdaynight,withthetravelingsalesmenandthedance-hallgirls!"

           "Doyouwishtodivorceme?"

           "Oh,wouldn’tyoulikethat!Wouldn’tthatbeasmarttradetopull!

           Don’tyousupposeIknowthatyou’vewantedtodivorcemesincethefirstmonthofourmarriage?"

           "Ifthatiswhatyouthought,whydidyoustaywithme?"

           Sheansweredseverely,"It’saquestionyouhavelosttherighttoask."

           "That’strue,"hesaid,thinkingthatonlyoneconceivablereason,herloveforhim,couldjustifyheranswer.

           "No,I’mnotgoingtodivorceyou.DoyousupposethatIwillallowyourromancewithafloozietodeprivemeofmyhome,myname,mysocialposition?IshallpreservesuchpiecesofmylifeasIcan,whateverdoesnotrestonsoshoddyafoundationasyourfidelity.Makenomistakeaboutit:Ishallnevergiveyouadivorce.Whetheryoulikeitornot,you’remarriedandyou’llstaymarried."

           "Iwill,ifthatiswhatyouwish.