"I'm taking all the pains I know. But your liking or not liking me won't alter me a little bit. You'll have to take me as I am."
As she looked up at him she realized at last the indomitable nature of the man she had to deal with. And yet he was not unalterable, even on his own showing. She knew some one who had altered him out of all knowledge.
"Come," said she, "don't say you never change."
"I don't say it. You'll have to allow for that possibility, too."
"It seems to me I have to allow for a good many things."
"You have indeed."
"Well, are we going to sit here all night?"
"I'm ready."
They walked back in silence over the straight path that seemed as if it would never end. Flossie stopped half-way in it, stung by an idea.
"There's something you haven't thought of. What are you going to do with the house? And with all that furniture?"