the same things, give himself as completely to anybody who came along, anybody and everybody who liked to appeal to him. It was despicable, a very insidious form of prostitution.

‘But,’ she said, ‘you believe in individual love, even if you don’t believe in loving humanity — ?’

‘I don’t believe in love at all — that is, any more than I believe in hate, or in grief. Love is one of the emotions like all the others — and so it is all right whilst you feel it But I can’t see how it becomes an absolute. It is just part of human relationships, no more. And it is only part of ANY human relationship. And why one should be required ALWAYS to feel it, any more than one always feels sorrow or distant joy, I cannot conceive. Love isn’t a desideratum —