"Why not?
I am too substantial to melt, and I never catch cold.

Besides, I have to go out in all weathers to see to the cattle and the sheep." He leant against one of the posts which supported the shed, and gazed at her with more intense interest than any other woman had ever aroused in him.
"Isn't there a foreman, a bailiff, whatever you call him, in these parts ?" She shook her head.
"No; we cannot afford one; so I do his work.

And very pleasant work it is, especially in fine weather." "And you are happy ?" he asked, almost unconsciously.
Her frank eyes met his with a smile of amusement.
"Yes, quite happy," she answered.

"Why?
Does it seem so unlikely, so unreasonable ?" "Well, it does," he replied, as if her frankness were contagious.

"Of course, I could understand it if you did it occasionally, if you did it because you liked riding; but to be obliged, to have to go out in all weathers, it isn't right!" She looked at him thoughtfully.
"Yes, I suppose it seems strange to you.