You see, you are the only girl I ever knew very well--the only one I ever wanted to know.

I have cared for you the way other men have cared for the different women that come into their lives; as they have cared for their mothers, their sisters--and their wives.

You have already influenced me as a mother or sister should have done; what if I should ever ask you to be--to be the _other_ to me, the one that's best of all ?" Young Haight turned toward her as he finished and looked at her for the first time.

Turner was still very much embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm very glad if I've been a help to--to anybody--to you," she said, confusedly.

"But I never knew that you cared--that you thought about me--in that way.