I mean the feeling that a very little child would have, who had been lost--for ever so long.

It was a sense of getting home; of being clean and rested; of safety and yet freedom; of love that was always there, warm like sunshine in May, not hot like a stove or a featherbed--a love that didn't irritate and didn't smother.
I looked at Ellador as if I hadn't seen her before.

"If you won't go," I said, "I'll get Terry to the coast and come back alone.

You can let me down a rope.

And if you will go--why you blessed wonder-woman--I would rather live with you all my life--like this--than to have any other woman I ever saw, or any number of them, to do as I like with.