What did--could you have said ?" faltered Betty.
"You think I hadn't ought to speak to him of you ?" "I do not see why you should.

Of course you are my good friend, but he--it is not like you to speak of me." "Fer once I don't agree with you.

I knew how it was with him so I told him.

I knew how it was with you so I told him, and I know how it is with me, so I told him that too." "With you ?" whispered Betty.
"Yes, with me.

That kind of gives me a right, don't it, considerin' it's all fer your happiness ?" "With you ?" echoed Betty in a low tone.