I want you to be my wife." Shirley looked straight up into the blue eyes so eagerly bent down on hers, so entreating in their expression, and in a gentle voice full of emotion she answered: "Jefferson, you have done me the greatest honour a man can do a woman.

Don't ask me to answer you now.

I like you very much--I more than like you.

Whether it is love I feel for you--that I have not yet determined.

Give me time.