He ventured too confidently: "I don't want to hurry you——"
"You couldn't, Lynn. And—you won't be wise if you count on me."
"You don't mind my loving you, Linda?"
"No. I think it makes me happy."
"Then I'm going to count on you—unless you want me to think you're merely amusing yourself."
"But you don't think that. So be patient."
"I'm not at all sure patience and love are even related."
"Then I'm afraid the only kind of love you know is not the kind that lasts."
"If so, I'm glad I've known none that lasted; that leaves me free to be truly in love with you."
"That's rather clever of you, Lynn, almost too clever."