It makes me so ridiculous that you pity me." She stroked out her long gloves again.

"I know you've a great affection for me.

I can't get rid of that." "For heaven's sake don't try.

Keep that well in sight.

It will convince you how intensely I want you to do well." "And how little you trust me!" There was a moment's silence; the warm noontide seemed to listen.