"It is the first move toward friendship."
"Then we shall never be friends."
"Then you are cold-hearted toward Mayo."
"Cold-hearted? God alone knows how I love him."
"And will not give even a kiss to keep him from suffering?"
"He would scorn me—would have a right to do so if I should consent—did not battle for his honor as well as my own."
"But I love you just as well."
"It can not be. You have plotted my destruction."
"With love turned to hatred and vengeance for the moment, by black despair, I might have sought to destroy. Now I would save all."
"Can you do so?" she asked, doubtfully.