"A disinterested person should tell you.

The difference was political in the beginning, but became personal afterward; and it is now a quarrel which can never be patched up, though, for my part, I wish that it could be.

I can say no more, because a party to it should not speak." She met his level look squarely at last; and no man ever had a more truthful pair of eyes than Crailey Gray, for it was his great accomplishment that he could adjust his emotion, his reason, and something that might be called his faith, to fit any situation in any character.
"You may take me home," she answered.

"I may be wrong, and even disloyal; but I do not feel it so, now.

You did a very brave thing tonight to save him from loss, and I think that what you have said was just what you should have said." So they went down the street, the hubbub and confusion of the fire growing more and more indistinct behind them.