I know I can't buy it.

There's a weak spot in every man's armour and this is mine--I always want what I can't get and I can't get your love unless I earn it." Shirley remained pensive.

Her thoughts were out on Long Island, at Massapequa.

She was thinking of their joy when they heard the news--her father, her mother and Stott.

She was thinking of the future, bright and glorious with promise again, now that the dark clouds were passing away.