But, Russ, I had to tell you why I couldn't be engaged to you." "I'm not good enough for you.

I'd no right to ask you to marry me," I replied abjectly.
"Russ, don't think me proud," she faltered.

"I wouldn't care who you were if I could only--only respect you.

Some things about you are splendid, you're such a man, that's why I cared.

But you gamble.