"I don't," said Tanqueray. "I only see him."
At that, all of a sudden, the clever imp broke down.
"George," she said, "I love you—I don't care if Rose does hear—I love you for defending him."
"George," she said ... "I love you for defending him."
"Love me for something else. He doesn't need defending."
"Not he! But all the same I love you."