I did; but I have decided that I have no right to burden your mind with my affairs.' 'But suppose--suppose I wish to be burdened ?' 'That is your good nature.' 'Sit down,' she said abruptly, 'and tell me everything; mind, everything.

I adore secrets.' Almost before he knew it he was talking to her, rapidly, eagerly.
'Why should I weary you with my confidences ?' he said.

'I don't know, I cannot tell; but I feel that I must.

I feel that you will understand me better than anyone else in the world.

And yet why should you understand me?
Again, I don't know.