I guess it was just one of my dreams.

Don't cry....
Good-bye." "But you'll come again ?" she entreated, almost wildly.
Lane shook his head.

He did not trust himself to look at her then.
"Daren, you can't mean that," she cried.

"It's too late for me.
I--I--Oh! You....

To uplift me--then to cast me down! Daren, come back." In his heart he did not deny that cry of hers.