You need not try, for I am not going to let you get away.

It is not the officer's daughter and the enlisted man any more.

Those barriers are all gone.

I do not mean that I am indifferent to the stain on my name, or any less desirous of wringing the truth from Gene Le Fevre's lips, but even the memory of that past can keep me silent no longer.

You are alone in the world now, alone and in the shadow of disgrace--you need me." He stopped, amazed at the boldness of his own words, and, in the silence of that hesitation, Molly lifted her eyes to his face.
"I think I have always needed you," she said simply.
He did not touch her, except to clasp the extended hands.