He paused, his curiosity returning.
“And you?”
“I? Oh, I see you and love you for what you are.”
“Even for my weaknesses?”
She looked at him, her eyes deep in his eyes.
“Above all for that,” she said, and, though her lips turned slowly into a smile, her eyes remained sad. “I wish——”
“What?” he asked as she stopped.
She shook her head.
“That I should always remain what I was—a derelict worth saving?”