I think, too, Van, that was the only way you cared for me, just as a good friend--except perhaps at first, when we first knew each other.

You know yourself that is so.

We really haven't loved each other at all for a long time, and now we have found it out before it was too late.

And even if everything were different, Van, don't you know how it is with girls?
They really love the man who loves them the most.

Half the time they're just in love with being loved.