You understand ?" "I know that I am unworthy of what you say of me." "Worth has nothing to do with it,--has no bearing on it.

I do not say that you are more worthy than all whom I have known.

But when did worth create love?
What I want is that you should believe me, and know that there is one bound to you who will never be unbound, one whom you can trust in all things,--one to whom you can confess that you have been wrong if you go wrong, and yet be sure that you will not lessen her regard.

And with this feeling you must pretend to nothing more than friendship.

You will love again, of course." "Oh, no." "Of course you will.