"What is it, partner?
Tell a fellow!" he urged, his tone an odd mixture of familiarity and constraint.
She fought with herself, and at last told him.

"You--you--you were so like--Guy--just then." "Oh, damn Guy!" he said lightly.

"I am much more like myself at all times.

Cheer up, partner! Don't cry for the moon!" She commanded herself and looked up at him with a quivering smile.
"It is rather idiotic, isn't it?
And ungrateful too.

You are very good not to lose patience." "Oh, I am very patient," said Burke with a certain grimness.