But I 'm only a poor minister and I have no right to ask her to share my life of hard work and self-denial . And even if I dared I know she would n't do it . She does n't care anything for me except as a friend . I never meant to tell her I cared for her but I could n't help going to Owlwood , even though I knew it was a weakness on my part . So now that I 'm out of the habit of going I think it would be wisest to stay out . It hurts dreadfully , but it would hurt worse after a while . Do n't you agree with me , Miss Elizabeth ? '' I thought hard and fast . If I were in Aunt Tommy 's place I might n't want a man to know I cried about him , but I was quite sure I 'd rather have him know than have him stay away because he did n't know . So I spoke right up . `` No , I do n't , Mr. Richmond ; Aunt Tommy does care -- you just ask her . She cries every blessed night because you never come to Owlwood . '' `` Oh , Elizabeth ! '' said Dick . He got up and stalked about the room again . `` You 'll come back ? '' I said . `` Yes , '' he answered . I drew a long breath . It was such a responsibility off my mind .
`` Then you 'd better come down with me right off , '' I said , `` XXXXX Pinky Carewe had her out driving last night and I want a stop put to that as soon as possible .
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