'You ought not.

I have turned it all over, and upon my soul there's nothing in it.
We should never be one whit nearer than we are just now, and, if I am a wise man, nothing like so happy.' 'It is unnecessary to go round about with me,' she said.

'I very well remember that you refused to commit yourself; and now that I see you were mistaken, and in reality have never cared for me, I can only feel sad that I have been so far misled.' 'I ask your pardon,' said Will stoutly; 'you do not understand my meaning.

As to whether I have ever loved you or not, I must leave that to others.

But for one thing, my feeling is not changed; and for another, you may make it your boast that you have made my whole life and character something different from what they were.