"Moni, I have never before seen a girl so selfish as you are. You have a set notion in your mind that he does not love you, and you are holding on to it as if it were a treasure. However, all will be settled to-morrow. Let there be an interview, and then let us know the result."
I tried to remonstrate with my sister, I pleaded with her.
"I cannot see him, sister, believe me, I cannot. No, tell him I am ill."
"I cannot do that, Moni. My husband has asked him to come, and has given him to understand that you have no further objection to the marriage, and now you say you will not see him. This is really too bad."
"What can I do? If I meet him, I shall only have to say the same thing over again to him. Believe me, Didi, I can never marry this man."
"Do you know that people are already laughing about us? Do you realise what that means to us and to you more particularly? Do you think you are acting wisely?"
"I cannot love him."
"You are an extraordinary girl. Only a few days back you loved him so ardently, and now you declare you can never love
