"I want to stay with you all night," she whispered.

"I want to sleep in your bed with you, Phyllis.

I want to feel your arms around me as I used to feel my mother's long ago.
Whatever I may say, you will not let me go, Phyllis ?" "I will load you with chains," said Phyllis, patting her lovely hair--it was no longer smooth.

"Why should you want to go away from me?
Cannot we be happy together once again as we used to be long ago ?" "How long ago that was! And we read 'Romeo and Juliet' together, and fancied that we had gone down to the very depths of its meaning.

We fancied that we had sounded the very depths of its passion and pathos.
We were only girls.