I've thought it over, and you've got to listen, Necia." "I am listening," she answered, very quietly.
"Understand me, I'm not whining, and I'm willing to take my medicine.

I couldn't talk or think very straight this afternoon, but you were wrong." "Yes, I know now, I was wrong.

It was most unlady-like, wasn't it?
But you see, I am only a little savage." "I don't mean that; I mean you were wrong when you said I had played with you.

In the sight of God, I swear you were mistaken.

You have made me love you, Necia.