"somehow, none of it seems to matter when we're in dublin. class and all that, seems to fade away. i am mrs. branson, and we get on with our lives like millions of others. but here, he feels so patronized. and he hates it." | "but you don't regret it." | "no. never. he's a wonderful, wonderful man. i just wish you knew him." | "darling, we will know him. we'll know him, and value him. i promise."