Since neither of us wish to be married, we must think of a way to soothe Grandfather's irritation. Christian looked amused. I suppose I could put an end to my existence. That would please him a good deal. Nonsense. He is not an impractical man. He has to know that would just lead to more scandal. Christian's lips twitched. That would be horrid, wouldn't it? Beth had to fight the urge to smile herself. Horrid, indeed. I suppose I shall not put a period to my own life then. We will save that as our Avenue of Last Recourse. Thank you, he said dryly.
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In the conversation between Christian and Beth, both characters express their refusal to marry while also acknowledging the potential displeasure this brings to Grandfather. They share a light-hearted moment as Christian jokes about ending his life to alleviate Grandfather's irritation, showcasing their camaraderie and mutual understanding of their situation. Beth playfully counters this dark humor, emphasizing the practicality of their grandfather's nature. Their banter reflects not only their friendship but also the societal pressures they face.

This exchange highlights the tension between personal desires and family expectations. Christian's sarcastic suggestion about his existence being the solution underscores the deep frustration they feel. Beth’s response showcases her attempt to maintain a positive outlook despite their predicament. Their dialogue cleverly balances humor and seriousness, illustrating how they cope with the challenges posed by their grandfather while remaining united in their choice against marriage.

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