I confess I can't see any difficulty at all--if you care for me a little.

That's the one thing that matters." "My feelings," said Jean, "don't matter at all.

Even if there was nothing else in the way, what about Davie and Jock and the dear Mhor?
I must always stick to them--at least until they don't need me any longer." "But Jean, beloved, you don't suppose I want to take you away from them?
There's room for them all....

I can see you at Mintern Abbas, Jean, and there's a river there, and the hills aren't far distant--you won't find it unhomelike--the only thing that is lacking is a railway for the Mhor." "Please don't," said Jean.

"You hurt me when you speak like that.