Elisabeth Sanxay Holding

“ But apparently she didn't notice his silence; she came nearer and caught his passive hand in both of hers.
"I want you to know there's someone who's thinking of you," she said. "Someone who cares. . . . Don't feel lonely! Don't!"
"No, I won't," he assured her, a little dazed. "There's nothing wrong with me, I promise you. I'm not 'suffering.'"
"But I'm sorry for you! I am! I am!" she cried, with a great tearing sob like a hiccough. "You told me I—I was dear and sweet . . . Nobody else—for years and years . ”

“ In moody silence he brought her back to the door of her room and said “good-night,” knowing well that he could not avoid her, that he would have to endure the most profound weariness and even unhappiness, not because of any faintest liking for her, but because he was by nature unable to hurt her. ”

“ He didn't press the point; if necessary he could stand in the door-way until the candle burnt out in his hand, anything rather than drive away this poor creature.
"It's queer, isn't it?" she said. "A big house, all full of people, and nobody ever talking to anybody else. . . . And if you do try to be friendly, why . . . they think you're after something." ”

“ Of all extraordinary things, the most extraordinary is the endurance of human beings. There's nothing imaginable we won't suffer without mutiny. Nothing! I'll take on the burden of this very tiresome Miss Flotsam, for no reason at all. ”

“ I know what it is to be deceived in people. I wouldn't do that to you. I want you to know all about me.
"I think you know how hard life is for some people, and may be you can still go on being friends with me. ”