"You'll fall in love right enough some day.

And when you do it will be all or nothing with you, too.

You're that kind.

Love will take you--and break you, Magda." He spoke slowly, with an odd kind of tensity.

To Magda it seemed almost as if his quiet speech held the gravity of prophecy, and she shivered a little.
"And when that time comes, then you'll come back to me," he added.
Magda threw up her head, defying him.
"You propose to be waiting round to pick up the pieces, then ?" she suggested nonchalantly.
But only the sound of the closing door answered her.