"Mr.
St.Vincent has said nothing, nothing.

We are good friends, we like each other, we are very good friends.

I think that is all." "But you like each other; you like him.

Is it in the way a woman must like a man before she can honestly share her life with him, lose herself in him?
Do you feel with Ruth, so that when the time comes you can say, 'Thy people are my people, and thy God my God' ?" "N---o.

It may be; but I cannot, dare not face it, say it or not say it, think it or not think it--now.