Go away, Mac, and see if this isn't all a mistake.

Don't let a fancy for me change or delay your work, because it may end as suddenly as it began, and then we should both reproach ourselves and each other.

Please do! I respect and care for you so much, I can't be happy to take all and give nothing.

I try to, but I'm not sure I want to think it is too soon to know yet." Rose began bravely, but ended in a fluttered sort of way as she moved toward the door, for Mac's face though it fell at first, brightened as she went on, and at the last word, uttered almost involuntarily, he actually laughed low to himself, as if this order into exile pleased him much.
"Don't say that you give nothing, when you've just shown me that I'm getting on.

I'll go; I'll go at once, and see if absence won't help you 'to think, to know, and to be sure' as it did me.