“Must we go the whole way back along this same muddy path?”
“Yes, surely.”
She turned.
“Then let us go back now. There is no fun walking any further this way after the sunset is over.”
“Is it for the sunset alone that you walk?”
“What shall I say?” she asked, looking up at him.
“Say that you walk for me.”
“And then what follows?”
“I follow.”
They laughed together.