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"
You
mustn
’
t
say
that
.
You
’
ve
been
always
divine
.
"
(
"
He
’
s
afraid
,
poor
lamb
.
"
)
"
I
don
’
t
think
anyone
has
ever
been
so
much
in
love
with
me
as
you
were
.
"
He
gave
her
a
little
squeeze
.
"
I
am
still
.
You
know
that
.
There
’
s
never
been
any
woman
but
you
in
my
life
.
"
Since
,
however
,
he
did
not
take
the
proffered
lips
she
slightly
turned
.
She
looked
reflectively
at
the
electric
fire
.
Pity
it
was
unlit
.
The
scene
wanted
a
fire
.
"
How
different
everything
would
have
been
if
we
’
d
bolted
that
time
.
Heigh
-
ho
.
"
She
never
quite
knew
what
heigh
-
ho
meant
,
but
they
used
it
a
lot
on
the
stage
,
and
said
with
a
sigh
it
always
sounded
very
sad
.
"
England
would
have
lost
its
greatest
actress
.
I
know
now
how
dreadfully
selfish
it
was
of
me
ever
to
propose
it
.
"
"
Success
isn
’
t
everything
.
I
sometimes
wonder
whether
to
gratify
my
silly
little
ambition
I
didn
’
t
miss
the
greatest
thing
in
the
world
.
After
all
,
love
is
the
only
thing
that
matters
.
"
And
now
she
looked
at
him
again
with
eyes
more
beautiful
than
ever
in
their
melting
tenderness
.
"
D
’
you
know
,
I
think
that
now
,
if
I
had
my
time
over
again
,
I
’
d
say
take
me
.
"
She
slid
her
hand
down
to
take
his
.
He
gave
it
a
graceful
pressure
.
