Well, I still care for you, and so I can only go away somewhere--some place 'way off--where--where---- See ?" "New York is a very large place," she observed.
"Yes, New York is a very large---- How good of you to remind me! But then you don't understand.

You can't understand.

I know I can find no place where I will cease to remember you, but then I can find some place where I can cease to remember in a way that I am myself.

I shall never try to forget you.

Those two violets, you know--one I found near the tennis court and the other you gave me, you remember--I shall take them with me." "Here," said the girl, tugging at her gown for a moment--"Here! Here's a third one." She thrust a violet toward him.
"If you were not so serenely insolent," said Hawker, "I would think that you felt sorry for me.