I wish I was dead,' and laying his head upon the horse's neck, he sobbed aloud.
In an instant Jerrie was out of the dog-cart and at his side, talking to and trying to soothe him as she would a child.
'Oh, Billy, Billy,' she said.

'I am so sorry for you, and sorry I said those cruel words about your size.

It was only in fun.

Your size has nothing to do with my refusal.

I know you have a big, kind heart, and next to Harold and Dick, and Mr.Arthur, I like you better than any man I ever knew; but I cannot be your wife.