"Can't you see that I care for you?"
"No, I'd give anything to see."
"Ah, it's so like you not to. And I thought I'd shown you—everything."
"You haven't shown me yet whether you care enough to—to——"
He checked himself, while his love for her drew its first breath, as if it had been born but that instant, in an agony of desire and fear.
"To do what?" she said. "Why won't you tell me?"
"I'm afraid," he said simply.
"Afraid of me! Why should you be?"
"Because, if you really cared for me, I think you'd know what I want."
"It's because I care so much that I don't know. Unless you tell me."