This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1909 Excerpt: ...--and his eyes were pleased as I came. He looked very nice in his gray suit, without any hat, as we set off. I wonder what there is in walking along beside a person, like that, and trying to keep step, that makes it seem so intimate? We walked along the bank by the river, just talking about whatever came up, and laughing at little things. Then we went down on the disused wharf and sat far out in the water, on the thick square log at the end. There was no moon; the coloured lights of the steamboats, and the launches, and the sailing craft went twinkling past, with a cool splashing of water; the wind blew gently in our faces. At first we still talked of very usual things; but at last, when we had been quiet for a few minutes, Winstan said, in that perfectly direct way of his: "Dream, I want you to know that I love you better than anyone else in the world." Oh! I can hear him saying it now. He went on to tell me that he felt that he had no right to take advantage of my position and speak before I had found out about myself--there might be barriers that could n't be disregarded; that he loved me too much not to take into consideration for the future everything that ought to be considered, and he knew he had no right to ask me to marry him yet, or perhaps even to tell me what he was telling me now--oh, I was glad and proud that he spoke like that! But he wanted me to know beyond question that he loved me, and had from the first, though he must not ask me whether I cared for him, and everything should go on exactly the same as if he had n't spoken. And I said yes, that would be best, and the next thing I knew my arms were around his neck, and I was crying with my head on his heart. When I could speak at last all I could say was: "I don't want any o...