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Lunch finished, the children, Jetje and Constant, went out, after Addie had first played with them. Yes, he was fond of the children, but was he fond of her, of his wife?...
"Addie, Addie, you do love me, don't you?"
She had found another opportunity of asking him; and he answered:
"Why, of course, dear."
"Stay with me to-day."
"Very well. What would you like to do? Shall we go for a walk? It's fine."
"Yes, Addie, I'd like to."
And they went out together and roamed along deserted paths; she took his arm:
"I am so glad to be with you.... You ought to have come yesterday...."
"I don't care for dancing ... but, if you had asked me...."
"You would have refused."
"Perhaps not."
"Yes, you would.... I sha'n't go again, without you. I want to dance with you, with you."
"I like skating better."
"There, you see, you're refusing already!"
"No, I won't refuse: I shall come with you, next time."
"I'm happy when I'm with you.... Addie, couldn't we go and live alone, with our children?"
"Whenever you like, darling."
"Yes, but you're attached to the house."
"Yes, I'm attached to it."
"It would be a sacrifice for you."
He made a vague gesture:
"Only you'd have to be economical at the Hague."
"You would soon have a fine practice there."
"But I'm not aiming at ... a fine practice."
"Ah, that's just it!"
He yielded to a slight sense of impatience:
"It's a pity, Tilly, that you find it so difficult to adapt yourself here.... Very well, we'll go to the Hague."
"But, if you're obstinate ... and refuse to earn an income," she said, impetuously.
"We shall have enough."
"How much?"
He made a brief calculation:
"Say, five thousand guilders, no more."
"But I can't live on that ... with two children."
"It ought to be enough, Tilly."
"But it's nonsense, trying to live at the Hague on five thousand guilders a year ... with two children."
"Then what do you want?" he asked, bluntly.
"I want you to get a practice.... You have only to wish it: you would become the fas.h.i.+on at once."
He was silent.
"Why don't you answer?"
"Because we don't understand each other, Tilly," he said, sadly. "I can't give up the practice which I have in order to become a fas.h.i.+onable doctor."
"Why not, if it pays?"
"Because it conflicts with all ... with everything inside me."
"I don't understand."
"I know you don't."
"Then explain it to me."
"It can't be explained, Tilly. It can only be felt."
"So I have no feeling?"
"Not for that ... no fellow-feeling ... with me...."
"Why did you marry me?" she asked, curtly.
