You're the sort of woman to drive men mad.

I went mad, and I didn't think of your child.

But this morning in the flume I saved my life by thinking of her, and I saved your life, too, maybe, by thinking of her; and I owe her something.

I'm going to try to pay back by letting her keep her mother.

I never felt towards a woman as I've felt towards you; and that's why I want to make things not so bad for you as they might be." In her bitter eagerness she took a step nearer to him.