"I do not know that," she answered. "I shall not stay in the winter time at Mrs. Goodwin's house. She will have many persons there then, and will not need me."
"The kingdom of heaven, though it were full, would need you."
"Sometimes you are a wild book, with sentences jumping out at me," she said. "I must rope you," she added, laughing.
"I wish you would—I wish you'd choke me to death, and——"
"And what?"
"And then take my head in your lap."
"In your other life you must have stood at the bow of a boat, making the sea red with the blood of your enemy—and in my other life I bound up your wounds."
They came to a broad ditch. On each side was a forest of wild sunflowers. "You could stand in there and blaze with them," he said, stepping down into the ditch. "Give me your hand, and I'll help you across."
"I can jump."
"Give me your hand—and I hope you'll stumble and fall."