Yet he couldn't help asking himself if she weren't, thus pressed,speaking but to save him. It seemed to him he should be most in ahole if his history should prove all a platitude. "Are you tellingme the truth, so that I shan't have been a hugeger idiot than I canbear to know? I HAVEN'T lived with a vain imagination, in the mostbesotted illusion? I always haven't waited but to look at the door shut in myface?"