When the Sampson women love, they love." "Well, you're lucky to be a Langdon," I retorted bitterly.
"I'm Sampson enough to be unhappy," she flashed back at me, "and I'm Langdon enough to have some sense.

You haven't any sense or kindness, either.

Why'd you want to blurt out that Jack Blome was here to kill Steele ?" "I'm ashamed, Sally," I returned, with hanging head.

"I've been a brute.
I've wanted her to love Steele.

I thought I had a reason, but now it seems silly.