"How should I? A fellow isn't always in love with the girl to whom he pays attention."
"He is when the girl is one of the same kind that Miss de Barryos is."
"Perhaps you are right. I'm awfully sorry, old fellow."
"Sorry for what?"
"Sorry that you are in love with her."
"Why?"
"Because she can't be wife to both of us, and I mean to have her."
"Oh!"
"You see, Olney, you and I have been good friends for ten years now, and ten years is a long time, as years go. We've never had a disagreement in our lives, except that you have perhaps had a little more energy than was altogether comfortable, and I'm as fond of you as I could possibly be of a brother. You believe that, don't you?"