"Then are we, all of us, to count for nothing at all?"
"Of course you count," he answered impatiently, irritated by the pressure of her fingers on his coat. "You'll see plenty of me. But you can't possibly expect me to live here. I've completely wasted my beautiful young life so far--now apparently you want me to waste the rest of it."
"Then," she said, coming nearer to him and dropping her voice, "take me with you."
"Take you with me!" He stepped back from her. He could not believe that he had heard her correctly. "Take you with me?"
"Yes."
"Take you with me?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
It was the greatest surprise of his life. He stared at her in his amazement, putting the candle back upon the table.
"But why?"
"Why?...Why do you think?...Because I love you and want to be with you."