"Good God! So that was your view of it? I was sacrificed to your invincible ignorance."
"Oh no, to my knowledge. Or shall we say to an honourable scruple?"
"Honourable?"
"Yes. The whole honour of women lies in that."
"I hope you see where the whole honour of women has landed us at last."
They had reached the lane leading to their farm. Its depth held them closer than the twilight held. The trees guarded them. Every green branch roofed a hollow deep with haze.
"If you were a cold woman I could understand it."
"I couldn't. It's because I was anything but cold."
"I know. You were afraid then."
"Yes. I was mortally afraid."