She goes her own way, and when I chide her laughs and leaves me alone until I make some new advance.

Help me, please, and with all the wisdom you can give me; I have no one else in whom I can trust, no one who is big enough to know what should be done.
I might have talked to Mr.Dellenbaugh about it, but he is away." "No; talk it all out to me," he said simply.

"I so want to help you"-- his whole heart was going out to her in her distress.
"I know you feel sorry for me." She withdrew her hand gently so as not to hurt him; she too did not want to be misunderstood--having sent for him.

"I know how sincere your friendship is for me, but put all that aside.

Don't let your sympathy for me cloud your judgment.