Have you ever seen any one yet, back in your own country, amongst your own people, whom you really felt that you cared for--who you really believed would be willing to lay down his life to make you happy ?" "No," she confessed simply, "I do not know that I have.

Our men are not like that." "It is because," he went on, "there is no one back there who cares as I do.

I have spent some years of my life looking--quite unconsciously, but looking all the same--for some one like you.

Now I have found you I am glad I have waited.

There couldn't be any one else.