"No." "Are you engaged ?" "No," she replied faintly.
"Then you're mine!" he said with a clutch upon her wrist, a masterful intensity of passion in his eyes.
"Don't--please don't!" she said, "they will see you." "I don't care if they do!" he exultingly said; then his face darkened.
"But perhaps you are ashamed of me ?" "Oh, no, no--only----" "I couldn't blame you if you were," he said bitterly.

"I'm only a poor devil of a mountaineer, not fit to sit here beside you." "Tell me about yourself," she hastened to say.

"What have you been doing all these years ?" She was determined to turn him from his savage arraignment of himself.
"It won't amount to much in your eyes.

It isn't worth as much to me as I thought it was going to be.

When I found King had your promise--I hit the trail and I didn't care where it led, so it didn't double on itself.
I didn't want to see or hear anything of you again.