Jubal refrained from saying that the only times he had ever felt even faintly that he could read minds was precisely in that situation... and then not thoughts, but emotions.  He simply regretted without bitterness that he was not half a century younger - in which case he knew that Dawn would have had that "Miss" taken off the front of her name and he would have boldly risked another marriage, in spite of his scars.  Also that he would not trade the preceding night for all the years that might be left to him.  In essence, Mike was dead right. "Go on, sir."