I have only this to say.

When I entered your house half an hour ago I hadn't the faintest notion that I should permit my feelings to run away with me." "Then this thing has been going on for quite a time ?" Stirling's tone was coldly even, but Weston did not like the question.
The form of it rather jarred on him.

He realized, however, that he was on his defense, and would probably have to put up with a good deal more than that.
"I have had a strong regard for Miss Stirling since I first met her in British Columbia," he said.

"That, however, is all I can admit.

I do not know how she thought of me, and I have, at least, never knowingly, until this evening, spoken a word which could show her what my feelings were." "Oh," said Stirling, "you've lived in the woods.