Maybe it is a touch of madness in me.

But it is that faith which gives me courage to go on with my experiment.
That--and _you_!" Suddenly she faced him, her eyes flaming.
"You--and your suspicions and your brutality," she went on, her voice trembling a little as she drew herself up straight and tense before him.
"I wasn't going to tell you, Mr.Holt.But you have given me the opportunity, and it may do you good--after tomorrow.

I came to you because I foolishly misjudged you.

I thought you were different, like your mountains.

I made a great gamble, and set you up on a pedestal as clean and unafraid and believing all things good until you found them bad--and I lost.