"Because I have got that feeling
for Tommy Ashe, and therefore I can't imagine myself in any other state.
I can't look at it the cold-blooded way you do, Daddy dear."
"I'm stating a hypothetical case," Carr went on patiently. "You do now.
We'll take that for granted. Would you still have anything fundamental
in common with Tommy with that part left out? Suppose you got so you
didn't care whether he kissed you or not? Suppose it were no longer a
physical pleasure just to be near him. Would you enjoy his daily and
hourly presence then, in the most intimate relation a man and a woman
can hold to each other?"
"Why, I wouldn't live with him at all," the girl said positively. "I
simply couldn't. I know."
"You might have to," Carr answered gently. "You have never yet run foul
of circumstances over which you have no more power than man has over the
run of the tides. But we'll let that pass. I'm trying to help you,
Sophie, not to discourage you. There are some situations in which, and
some natures to whom, half a loaf is worse than no bread. Do you feel,
have you ever for an hour felt that you simply couldn't face an
existence in which Tommy Ashe had no part?"
Sophie put her arm around his neck, and her fingers played a tattoo on
his shoulder.
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