Cassy turned away. It was the hardest of all. Beside it, what was the
gesture of the day before?
"Because. Just because."
"Because why?"
"Because I could not live to see you regret it."
"But why should I? I never shall." His hands on her shoulders, violently
his eyes probed her own.
She thought him so dear, but she said: "I have not cared for any one
else. You have. The growth of love is slow. You cannot love me now as
I love you."