"Wouldn't you be embarrassed if you were a girl and had been through the adventure I went through? Wouldn't you be a little embarrassed to see the man who helped you, and look him in the face?"
"Don't you ever want me to see you? Because, if you don't, I will go away from this place in the morning and never come back."
"Somehow, that doesn't appeal to me very much either."
"I am glad," said Mr. Jonstone quietly.
"How does your hand feel?"
"Which hand?"
"The one you hurt."
"It feels very happy, and the other hand feels very jealous of it."
"Seriously—are you having a pretty bad time?"