She continued to gaze out over the lake. "Honestly, I do not know. Sometimes I think I do. Again I wonder, did I love you or was I only in love with love? It's so easy to fool oneself when one wants any thing as much as I wanted love."
"If you knew how you were—hurting me you'd not say these things."
"Would you rather I lied to you?" she asked gently.
"Yes! For, I love you and I can't live without you. You've made yourself necessary to me. We must marry as soon as you are free and have Winchie."
"Yes—we will marry, I suppose. There isn't anybody so near to me."
"Except Winchie."
"Winchie is me."
"I understand," he said. "It's—beautiful. Ah, Courtney, we must marry as soon as we can."
"No. I must—" She paused.
"Go on, dear. What is it that's to keep us apart?"