"Don't you feel proud?" he asked, fondling her.
"No. I'm anxious. It would hurt mother terribly if anything were to happen to Ninian," she answered.
"Nothing will happen to him...."
One said that just because it was comforting.
"Quinny," she said, drawing herself up to him and leaning her elbows on his knees, "do you love me really and truly?..."
He put his arms quickly about her, and drew her close to him, and kissed her passionately.
"But you haven't loved only me," she said, freeing herself.
He did not answer.
"I've never loved any one but you," she went on. "I haven't been able to love any one but you. I've tried to love some one else ... tried very hard!"
"Who was it?" he asked.