"I'm cold. Can you put more wood on the fire?"
"Of course I can. Right away."
"Put on several logs."
"How's that?"
"That's lovely. Now hug me. I'll soon get warm. The sparks are flying 'way up the cliff."
"Are you too tired to sleep?" he asked.
"It's not that.... I'm not used to all these strenuous things," she laughed, her mouth against his neck.
"I love you, my dear," he said.
"Darling, it's wonderful anywhere with you."
"Do you want to ride higher tomorrow?"