I love you.

I've never wanted anything in all my life as I want you.

And I must be careful and not let you know it, mustn't I?
If I did you'd think I was some kind of an animal-brute--like Bram.
Wouldn't you ?" Bram's voice came in a sharp rattle of Eskimo outside.

Philip could hear the snarling rebellion of the wolves as they slunk away from the cabin, and he drew Celie back from the door.

Suddenly she freed her hands, ran to the door and slipped back the wooden bolt as the wolf-man's hand fumbled at the latch.