Lady Brett Ashley 

‘’But I could not sleep. There is no reason why because it is dark you should look at things differently from when it is light. To hell there isn’t! I figured that all out once, and for six months I never slept with the electric light off. That was another bright idea. To hell with women, anyway. To hell with you, Brett Ashley. Women made such swell friends. Awfully swell. In the first place, you had to be in love with a woman to have a basis of friendship. I had been having Brett for a friend. I had not been thinking about her side of it. I had been getting something for nothing. That only delayed the presentation of the bill. The bill always came. That was one of the swell things you could count on. I thought I had paid for everything. Not like the woman pays and pays and pays. No idea of retribution or punishment. Just exchange of values.’’ (Hemingway 152)

To hellfire with me? Goodness truly? Well to hellfire with you. Never have I led you on. You knew precisely what you were getting into when you met me. For christ sake I took you to a bar where I had a dalliance with the drummer and made you go on an excursion with my life partner and ''prevalent/jewish'' darling. Have you ever felt that in fact the issue is not me but rather it is you. It is your barrenness, your sentiments, your feelings and your shortcoming that make me so unequipped for cherishing you. You say that whatever you do is giving. What could it be that you have given me precisely? Other than long discussions of a future you know isn't going to happen at all. Try not to point the finger at me for your inadequacies.