"I don't know, Jim.... I think that something has been left out of me.... Whatever it is. I don't know how to love—fall in love—as you wish me to. I don't know how to go about it. Perhaps it's because I've never thought about it. It's never occupied my mind."
"Then," he burst out, "how in God's name did you ever come to marry!"
She looked up at him gravely:
"That is very different," she said.
"Then you are in love with him!"
"I told you that he fascinates me."
"Is it love?" he asked violently.
"I don't know."
"You must know! You've got a mind!"
"It doesn't explain what I feel for him. I can't put it into words."