I oughtn't have come....

Ben, take me home." "But, Collie, I love you," frantically urged Wilson.

"And he--he may love you--but he's--Collie--he's been--" Here Moore seemed to bite his tongue, to hold back speech, to fight something terrible and desperate and cowardly in himself.
Columbine heard only his impassioned declaration of love, and to that she vibrated.
"You speak as if this was one--sided," she burst out, as once more the gush of hot blood surged over her.

"You don't love me any more than I love you.

Not as much, for I'm a woman!...