How cold the air! Carley had already learned that when the sun was hidden the atmosphere was cold.

Glenn led her down a trail to the brook, where he calmly picked her up in his arms, quite easily, it appeared, and leisurely packed her across, kissing her half a dozen times before he deposited her on her feet.
"Glenn, you do this sort of thing so well that it makes me imagine you have practice now and then," she said.
"No.

But you are pretty and sweet, and like the girl you were four years ago.

That takes me back to those days." "I thank you.

That's dear of you.