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: Is it nothing to you that I shall hate you for this to the end of my life? Edward Moulton-Barrett
: Less than nothing.
: Papa, please. I'm not a bad girl, I swear I'm not, only I love him, I love him. He's a good man, it can't be wrong to love him. I want love, I can't live without love. Oh Papa, remember how you loved Mama and how she loved you!
: Ba, dear, is there anything? Anything at all to be said to PaPa's attitude toward marriage? Can it possibly be wrong to - to want a man's love desperately and - long for babies of my own? Elizabeth Barrett
: Love and babies are something I don't know very much about. Henrietta Barrett
: Oh, I know, dear, you're a woman apart. But, but, love and babies are natural to an ordinary girl like me. And what's natural, cant' be wrong! Elizabeth Barrett
: No. And yet the holiest men and women renounce these things. Henrietta Barrett
: Oh, I dare say, Ba; but, I'm not holy!
: But, do you know Ba, sometimes I've wondered, are you, are you completely satisfied? Is it enough just to - to correspond with Mr. Browning, for instance? Don't you sometimes wish that you could see him? Elizabeth Barrett
: If I could see and not be seen. Henrietta Barrett
: Why? Elizabeth Barrett
: Because, at heart, I'm as vain as a peacock. He thinks my verses, stately and beautiful. He probably thinks me, the same. It would be so humiliating to disillusion him. Henrietta Barrett
: Oh, don't be silly, Ba. You're very interesting and picturesque. Elizabeth Barrett
: Isn't that how the guidebooks usually describe a ruin?
: Tell Mr. Browning that I'm very sorry but I'm - I'm not well enough to see him. Henrietta Barrett
: Oh, but, Ba, that's not true you can't send him away. Elizabeth Barrett
: But, I'd much - I'd much rather not see him. Henrietta Barrett
: Oh fudge! You're not a silly school girl, I'll bring him up myself!
: You've spoken to Papa. I like that. Why, you sat on his knees and stroked his whiskers. Bella Hedley
: And why not? Isn't he my Uncle? And besides that, I think he's most foughtfully frilling. I adore that stern and gloomy type of gentleman.
: Why do you tell me this? Henrietta Barrett
: Because I want you to say that I'm a wicked, deceitful, purged, loose woman!