I need no pleasures.

I have never thought of any." Her eyes suddenly dropped before his.

A confusion of thought seemed to have seized upon her.

Maraton, too, conscious of the nature of his imaginings, although innocent of any personal application, was not wholly free from embarrassment.
"Perhaps you will think," he observed, "that I am asking too many personal questions for a new acquaintance, but, after all, I must know you, must I not?
We are fellow workers in a great cause.

The small things do not matter." She looked at him once more frankly.