Goodish one last night.
Now came another silence. I read German and A- settled accounts and she was coming off to bed when I asked for a kiss and I began gently reasoning. Useless – quite. She said I should not like it if I was in her place – I tried to reason again in vain, followed her to her room. She said she had fretted very much of late – she had done by herself, perhaps, she had best do so again. I quietly said I was very sorry – I would not be the cause of her fretting. She had often before talked in this way – she had but to make whatever arrangement would suit her best. Poor thing, but I now take it very calmly. We shall see how it will end. I must determine and I must take the opportunity to be rid of her.