Find some one else to love." "Thank you.

You do indeed value me very high!" he replied, setting his jaws hard together.
"They tell me men love the nearest woman always.

I was the only one--" "Yes, you were the only one," said Franklin slowly, "and you always will be the only one.

Good-bye." It seemed to him he heard a breath, a whisper, a soft word that said "good-bye." It had a tenderness that set a lump in his throat, but it was followed almost at once with a calmer commonplace.
"We must go back," said Mary Ellen.

"It is growing dark." Franklin wheeled the team sharply about toward the house, which was indeed becoming indistinct in the falling twilight.