That's dreadfully weak, isn't it?
And because I haven't more courage, I'm sending you back to the prairie." "I'm quite ready to go." "Oh, I'm sure of that! It's comforting to remember that you're so resolute and matter-of-fact.

You wouldn't let troubles daunt you--perhaps you would scarcely notice them when you had made up your mind." The man smiled, rather wistfully.

He could feel things keenly, and he had his romance; but Sylvia resumed: "I sometimes wonder if you ever felt really badly hurt ?" "Once," he said quietly.

"I think I have got over it." "Ah!" she murmured.

"I was afraid you would blame me, but now it seems that Dick knew you better than I did.