And if you do not sleep presently and let me sleep too, our wits will all be sadly addled when they summon us." So I stretched myself out beside her and looked up, open eyed, into darkness.
"Sleep well," she whispered, smothering a little laugh.
"Sleep safely, Lois." "That is why I desired you--so I might sleep safely, knowing myself safe when you are, too.

And you are safe only when you are at my side.
Do you follow my philosophy ?" I said presently: "This is our White Bridal, Lois.

The ceremony completes itself by dawn." "Save that the Sagamore is but a heathen priest, truly I feel myself already wedded to you, so solemn was our pretty rite....

Dare you kiss me, Euan?
You never have.

Christians betrothed may kiss each other once, I think." "Not such as we--if the rite means anything to us." "Why ?" "Not on the White Bridal night--if we regard this rite as sacred." "I feel its sacredness.