And it hurt me.

And yet in another way I wanted to go over.

I felt that, if I were not so miserable, I could have liked you and found in you what I've never had in my life--an intimate, REAL friend of my own age.

And then you remember that night at the shore?
You were afraid I would think you crazy.

You must have thought _I_ was." "No, but I couldn't understand you, Leslie.