9/35 I think if somebody had believed in me it might have helped me. But nobody did, and at last I lost belief in myself. And when a man loses that, he's like a balloon with the gas let out." I listened to his words in indignation and astonishment. "Nobody believed in you!" I repeated. "Why, _I_ always believed in you, you know that I--" Then I paused, remembering our "candid criticism" of one another. |