I know." Moore strained in his intensity of emotion, and he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"Oh God! this's hard on me!" he cried.

"I'm a man.

I love that girl more than life.

And to know she's suffering for love of me--for fear of that marriage being forced upon her--to know that while I lie here a helpless cripple--it's almost unbearable." "Boy, you've got to mend now.

We've the best of hope now--for you--for her--for everythin'." "Wade, I think I love you, too," said the cowboy.