I was thankful to be allowed to love you and I was enraptured when now and then I thought you were pleased with me or when I noticed in your eyes a gleam of good-humored affection. I never expected you to love me, I didn't see any reason that you should. Most people, as far as I can see, when they're in love with someone and the love isn't returned feel that they have a grievance. I knew that you'd only married me for convenience. I knew how frightened you were of intelligence and I did everything I could to make you think me as big a fool as the rest of the men you knew. It's comic when I think how hard I tried to be amused by the things that amused you and how anxious I was to hide from you that I wasn't ignorant and vulgar and scandal-mongering and stupid. I knew that your aims and ideals were vulgar and commonplace. 'I knew you were silly and frivolous and empty-headed.
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