Through this girl the truth was going to be revealed to him.

It seemed on the moment that he could not look into her eyes.
She scattered his wits.

He tried to erase from his mind every impression of her, so that he might begin anew to understand her.

And the very first, succeeding this erasure, was a singular idea that she was the opposite of romantic.
"Bessy, can you understand that it is hard for a soldier to talk of what has happened to him ?" "I'll say I can," she replied.
"You're sorry for me ?" he went on, gently.
"Sorry!...

Give me a chance to prove what I am, Daren Lane." "Very well, then.