If there is to be friendship between us it will be disinterested; and I would rather have that than anything in the world, I think." There was a pause; but when Sylvia would have broken it his gesture committed her to silence with the dignity one might use in checking a persistent child.
"You question my definition of friendship, Miss Landis.

I should have let your question pass, however keenly it touched me, had it not also touched him.

Now I am going to say some things which lie within the straight and narrow bounds I spoke of.

I never knew a man I cared for as much as I care for Mr.Siward.I know why, too.

He is disinterested.