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I’m older now—not so likely to change—but why go to law about it? Why do you want to marry me? Isn’t it partly because some people—perhaps your own family—would be shocked at a free love union? Well, haven’t I a right to think of my people? My sister, who’s dead, Billy’s mother—she didn’t think it was necessary to have a wedding ring and all that. My people would be grieved if I got married. They’d think I’d conformed—gone back on my principles. It would break mother’s heart. It would seem like a repudiation of her way of living. And she’s the finest mother anyone ever had. Even if I didn’t believe in free love, I’d never get married on her account.