human
Yes, she continued.
gpt
You loved me, or at least you made me think you did. I was young and I believed you. You do not even say it now. Perhaps because you know how hard it would be to make me believe you.
human
No. That is not the reason.
gpt
Angelo-- she began, and waited, but he said nothing, though he looked at her.
human
It is not true, it cannot be true!
gpt
It is much better to say it at once, he said, with the supernaturally calm indifference which sometimes comes upon very sensitive people when they are irritated beyond endurance.
human
I did love you, or I should not have married you. But I do not love you any longer. I am sorry. I wish I did.
gpt
And you dare to tell me so!
human
You have the heart to tell me so, after all I have been to you--the devotion of years, the tenderness, the love no man ever had of any woman! Oh, God! It is too much!
gpt
It is said now. It is of no use to go back to a lie, observed Reanda, with an indifference that would have seemed diabolical even to himself, had he believed her outbreak to be quite genuine.
human
Of what use would it be to pretend again?
gpt
You admit that you have only pretended to love me?
human
Of late--if you call it a pretence--
gpt
Oh, not that--not that! I have seen it--but at first. You did love me. Say that, at least.
human
Certainly. Why should I have married you?
gpt
Yes--why? In spite of her, too--it is not to be believed.
human
In spite of her? Of whom? Are you out of your mind?
gpt
Do not tell me that Donna Francesca ever wished you to be married!
human
She brought us together. You know it. It is the only thing I could ever reproach her with.
gpt
She made you marry me?
human
Made me? No! You are quite mad.