John, you mustn't see Grace again.

She ain't yours.

She belongs to some one else." "Some one else!" He repeated the words in a whisper.

"Some one ELSE?
Why, Mrs.Coffin, you must be crazy! If you expect me to--" "Hush! hush! I ain't crazy, though there's times when I wonder I ain't.
John, you and Grace have known each other for a few months, that's all.

You've been attracted to her because she was pretty and educated and--and sweet; and she's liked you because you were about the only young person who could understand her and--and all that.