You must not fight any longer." "But I can't help fighting." "Look at me," said Alfred, taking her hands.

"Let me see your eyes.
I believe you care a little for me, or else you wouldn't have called me back.

I love you.

Can you understand that ?" "Yes, I can; and I think you should love me a great deal to make up for what you made me suffer." "Betty, look at me." Slowly she raised her head and lifted the downcast eyes.

Those telltale traitors no longer hid her secret.