'Boy of my heart,' she said, 'you know it's not only giving up our island.

If we give it away I must go.

It's the only place that there's a door into out of my dreams.' 'I can't let you go,' he said.
'But you've got your deeds to do,' she said, 'and I can't help you in those.

Lucy can help you, but I can't.

You like Lucy now, don't you ?' 'Oh, I don't mind her,' said Philip; 'but it's _you_ I want, Helen.' 'Don't think about that,' she urged.