But I won't take the responsibility of anybody else's heart just yet." "Well, of course, that means you're not in love with anybody.

You'd soon chuck all that nonsense if you were." The young, despairing voice thrilled her.

It was all experience--life--drama--this floating over summer water--with a beautiful youth, whose heart seemed to be fluttering in her very hands.
But she was only thrilled intellectually--as a spectator.

Peter would soon get over it.

She would be very kind to him, and let him down easily.
They drifted silently a little.