May 30, 2007 21:17
'Her heart melted within her when she looked into his deep, friendly eyes, and she shivered with delightful anguish when she considered his shining, russet hair. There was nothing that he could have asked her that she would not gladly have given him.
The thought never entered his lovely head.
"Of course he likes me", she said to herself. "He likes me better than anyone, he even admires me, but I don't attract him that way."'
W. S. Maugham, Theatre
And that's EXACTLY the case.