I see it now. You had better tell Lord Chiltern
that it is--done with, and I will tell her the same. It will be
better; and I will go back to Italy at once."
"Certainly not. It is not done with, and it shall not be done with."
"Do you think I will marry the man I love when he tells me that
by--marrying--me, he will be--banished to--Boulogne? You had better
see Lord Chiltern; indeed you had." And then she walked out of the
room.
Then came upon him at once a feeling that he had behaved badly; and
yet he had been so generous, so full of intentions to be devoted and
true! He had never for a moment thought of breaking off the match,
and would not think of it now. He loved her better than ever, and
would live only with the intention of making her his wife. But he
certainly should not have talked to her of his poverty, nor should he
have mentioned Boulogne. And yet what should he have done? She would
cross-question him about Lord Chiltern, and it was so essentially
necessary that he should make her understand his real condition.
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