I owe you an apology for having misjudged you." He gave her a shrewd look.

"I know little Latin and less Greek," said he, "but, 'timeo Danaos dona ferentes.' And I've got no game.

I'm telling you the straight truth, and I want you to help save me from Margaret and from myself.

I love the girl.

I honestly don't want to make her wretched.