When, at last, she had regained her breath, only because Latimer had paused to catch his, she shook her head miserably.
"The trouble is," she complained, "there are so many think the same thing!" "What do they think ?" demanded Latimer.
"That they want to marry me." Checked but not discouraged, Latimer attacked in force.
"I can quite believe that," he agreed, "but there's this important difference: no matter how much a man wants to marry you, he can't LOVE you as I do!" "That's ANOTHER thing they think," sighed Helen.
"I'm sorry to be so unoriginal," snapped Latimer.
"PLEASE don't!" pleaded Helen.

"I don't mean to be unfeeling.

I'm not unfeeling.

I'm only trying to be fair.

If I don't seem to take it to heart, it's because I know it does no good.