"But tell me now, how could you behave with such abominable baseness, forcing yourself into Martha's life so? For you married her under downright compulsion: I well remember that she resisted with all her might. Were you at the time really in love with her?"
"She attracted me extremely, and I was puzzled by her great love for virginity. Never before had I found any woman with the instinct developed to such a degree. And I was then in a romantic, an idealistic, a Platonic mood, with which Martha harmonized to perfection."
"Well, and how was it that this mood of yours came to alter so quickly?"
"I found Martha just a little disappointing: and even at the time when I married her I was quite sure that she could not satisfy me for long. All that alluring mystery of her ascetic philosophy of life merely proceeded from anæmia and poverty of temperament."
"Witold! Witold! do go back to her again. For remember; I shall never love you as she does."
"No, I will not; I will not," and he gathered me in his arms: "I will not leave you, nor would I, even if you came to hate me.
