Such giving leaves the giver unashamed." "Could you promise yourself to me ?" She stood with head averted, watching the last faint stain of color fade from the west.
"Would you have me at any cost, Euan ?" "Any cost." "Suppose that when I find my mother--I find no name for myself--save hers ?" "You shall have mine then." "Dear lad!...

But--suppose, even then I do not love you--as men mean love." "So that you love no other man, I should still want you." "Am I then so vital to you ?" "Utterly." "To how many other women have you spoken thus ?" she asked gravely.
"To none." "Truly ?" "Truly, Lois." She said in a low voice: "Other men have said it to me....

I have heard them swear it with tears in their eyes and calling God to witness.

And I knew all the while that they were lying--perjuring their souls for the sake of a ragged, unripe jade, and a wild night's frolic....

Well--God made men....