But before I go any further let me tell you that all this is not mere feminine curiosity on my part.

I want you to trust me and I will trust you equally.

Believe me when I say that if I love to make fun of empty-headed noodles, I can always respect a good heart because it is a rarity.

The lady I want to speak to you about is my dear friend and she is very, very unhappy." Szilard was bound to believe that this was true, for tear-drops sparkled in the countess's eyes.
"Is it my fault ?" he asked bitterly.
"It is neither your fault nor hers.

I know that as a fact.