"Oh, I don't know. Oh, I don't know."
"I'd better go," said Elizabeth, and Buddy nodded to her as she slipped out. Before the door had closed on her, he had walked across the floor and taken Ruth Farraday in his arms.
It was nearly half an hour later that Elizabeth, watching from the room above, saw Buddy walk with Ruth to the gate, open it for her, and stand with his head bared as she walked down the street. She ran down the stairs breathlessly to meet him as he came in.
"Is it all right?" she asked. "Oh, Buddy, is it all right?"
"It's all right, little sister," Buddy said, "it's all right anyway, the way she wants it. She won't break it off. She thinks it wouldn't be honourable."
"But she must break it off, Buddy. It'll kill you if she doesn't."
"No, it won't. She must do what she wants to do."
"But she doesn't know what she wants," Elizabeth cried.
"She knows what's right for her."
"I don't believe she does at all."