Then I found the mine, and for a few mad weeks I almost ventured to believe that I might win you.

After that, the fight to drive your memory out of my heart had to be made again." "It was hard ?" asked Ida very softly.
"It was relentlessly cruel." Weston's voice grew sharper.

"Still, I tried to make it.

I gave way in only one point--I came to see you now and then.

Now it's so hard that I'm beaten.