She laughed. "Dearest! I just mean you have numbed me ... I must get away from you in order to realize you."
"You soon have enough of me," he grumbled.
"Somebody must be the first to stop."
"But you do love me, don't you?"
"Not always in the same way."
"You do! You do! I know it now!"
"Then why worry? ... Come, it's a long way back. We can talk as we go."
"But wait a minute, Pen. No, I won't touch you if you don't want me to ... I want to tell you something. Oh, if I could only tell you right! ... What this wonderful thing means to me!"
"Sh! Dearest! It can't be told. It simply can't!"
"But I must try."