"I have seen you, but this is the first time you have gone where I could follow.

Now speak to me, Norman.

Say something to me that will cure my terrible pain--that will take the weary aching from my heart.

Say something that will make me stronger to bear my desolate life--braver to live without you.

You are wiser, better, stronger, braver than I.Teach me to bear my fate." What could he say?
Heaven help them both--what could he say?
He looked with dumb, passionate sorrow into her fair loving face.
"You must not think it unwomanly in me to come," she said.