"Unless they burn us out they'll never get through that door.

I'm promising you that--s'elp me God I am, Celie!" As she looked at him a flush burned in her cheeks.

He was eager to fight--it seemed to her that he was almost hoping for the attack at the door.

It made her splendidly unafraid, and suddenly she laughed softly--a nervous, unexpected little laugh which she could not hold back, and he turned quickly to catch the warm glow in her eyes.
Something went up into his throat as she stood there looking at him like that.

He had never seen any one quite so beautiful.