I did. [ It comes quickly. ] I do intend it, always. I like him, and he cares for you in a way I trust, and you make one another happy, and I should be miserable if you should ever think to limit yourself on my account.

[ She looks miserable now. ]

I do not know what is wrong with me, that you could say you love me a thousand times and we could wake like this a thousand days and I should fear as if I only understand the moments you look away.