As soon as you mentioned Jonathan Gay I knew what you were in for." "As if I couldn't say a man was good looking without putting you into a rage." "I'm not in a rage, but I hate a flirt.

Every sensible man does." "Judy Hatch isn't a flirt." "Leave Judy Hatch out of it--though I've more than half a mind to walk off and ask her to marry me." "That's just what I've advised you to do for the last six months, isn't it ?" "Ah, no, you haven't, Molly, no, you haven't--and you'd be just as sorry as I the minute after I had done it.

You've got some small foolish childish notions in your head about hating men--but you're much nearer loving me than hating me at this moment, and that's why you're afraid!" "I'm not afraid--how dare you say so ?" "Oh, my pretty, how foolish we are, both of us! I'd work my fingers to the bone for you, Molly, I'd lie down and let your little feet walk over me if they wanted to--I'd shed my life's blood for you, day by day, if it could help you." "Every one of you say this in the beginning, but it isn't true in the end," she answered.
"Not true--not true?
Prove it.

Why do you think I've struggled and raised myself except to keep equal with you?
Why did I go to school and teach myself and make money enough to take classes in Applegate?
Just for you.

All those winter afternoons when I drove over there to learn things, I was thinking of you.