I did.

I thought you loved me.

At least I thought that perhaps you loved me.

It was like a child wanting the moon;--was it not ?" "And why should I not have loved you ?" she said slowly, laying her hand gently upon his arm.
"Why not?
Because Loughlinter--" "Stop, Mr.Finn; stop.

Do not say to me any unkind word that I have not deserved, and that would make a breach between us.