You know I love Nan, that she'll always be the one woman for me.

But you know, too, that there's Celia, and that Nan and I can never be more to each other than we are now--just friends.

I'm not going to forfeit that friendship--unless it happens it would be best for Nan that we should forget we were even friends.

And I won't say it doesn't hurt to be with her.

But there are some hurts that one would rather bear than lose what goes with them." The grave voice, with the undertone of pain running through it, ceased.
Kitty's tears were flowing unchecked.
"Oh, Peter, Peter!" she cried sobbingly.