He sacrificed his golf so that he could sit near her and hold figurative wool for her to unwind.

It was very pretty to watch them.

The contrast between them made its unceasing appeal.

Besides, Doria did not kick all the time; there were long spells during which, touched by the giant's devotion, she repaid it in tokens of tender regard.

At such times she was as fascinating an elf as one could wish to meet on a spring morning.