They would never fight you off." "Thank you!" she said.

"But don't advise me to marry someone else any more.

You've done it before." "Very well," he said; "I will say no more." He sat still, feeling as if he had had a blow, instead of giving one.
Their eight years of friendship and love, THE eight years of his life, were nullified.
"When did you think of this ?" she asked.
"I thought definitely on Thursday night." "I knew it was coming," she said.
That pleased him bitterly.

"Oh, very well! If she knew then it doesn't come as a surprise to her," he thought.
"And have you said anything to Clara ?" she asked.
"No; but I shall tell her now." There was a silence.
"Do you remember the things you said this time last year, in my grandmother's house--nay last month even ?" "Yes," he said; "I do! And I meant them! I can't help that it's failed." "It has failed because you want something else." "It would have failed whether or not.

YOU never believed in me." She laughed strangely.
He sat in silence.