She staggered somewhat, expecting a rebuff.
"I guess you'd better take my arm," he said.

"It ain't no sort of a day for a woman to be out." When she hesitated, flushed and frightened, a smile came for the first time across his face.

"You're almost beat back by the wind.

It won't hurt you to grip hold of my sleeve, you know, even if I am a thundering big liar.

I don't know as I can expect you to believe anything else.
Emmar didn't for a long time, but then, after a spell, she gave up all the comforts of her father's house just to stand by me, and no one's ever had a word to say against Emmar." They stopped at a farmhouse on the outskirts of the village.
Smith had said to Susannah, "There's a gentleman I know stopping at Sharon Peck's.