"We never spoke of it again. At first it was as though he was waiting
for me to say yes, or no, or something, but I didn't say anything, and,
later, he seemed to forget. I didn't do it out of cruelty, my dear; I
simply couldn't say anything, that's all. After sunshine, rain, you
know; I was dismal, frightened of him a little. The romance of that May
morning when he had come to me in my room had become a ridiculous
fantasy, so that it seemed to me that any reference to it would rather
tarnish the very splendid dignity which he had kept, and sort of
increased, through it all. Besides, anyway, what was there to say? I had
made up my mind as he spoke that morning, through all the clearness of
my new-found knowledge. I had never a doubt as to what I was going to
do. It wasn't in me to do as he asked, or rather, as he advised, the old
dear! I wish it had been in me, for to be a rich French marquise without
a marquis is no bad fate for any girl, and it might have helped me to
steer clear of many complications. But I couldn't, because all my life,
Dikran, I've been cursed by an utter inability to make any money out of
love. And that is why I would never be a success in my mother's country
of America, where men throw pearls and beauty roses about as a matter of
course and are very offended if one suggests an economical flirtation on
a gross of diamonds and a hundredweight of Russian sables.... It isn't
that I am mean-minded, but I cannot take presents from men who love me,
for, after all, the old Marquis' offer was a present. When I see other
women with relays of fur coats, and pearl necklaces, and no visible
means of support, I am thoroughly sorry for myself, for it isn't through
any excess of morals that I haven't just as many furs and pearls; it is
simply because I don't see life that way, as, ten years ago, I didn't
see life as the wife of an old man, whom I adored but didn't love, and
couldn't have thought of marrying him even if he had promised to arrange
for his death an hour after the wedding.... Do you understand, Dikran?
For all this while I've been trying to tell you that whatever else I am
not, I am an honest woman; a very upright gentleman in my way, which is
more than you can say for most really nice women.
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