"It's worth while allowing you to flesh the arrows of your malice in one's hide for the privilege of holding this between one's fingers."
"Do you think so?"
"I do."
It was strange how excessively odd an effect his touch had on me. It made me thrill from top to toe. I could scarcely speak. When I stood, to my amazement I found that I was trembling.
"Are your skates comfortable?"
"They seem all right."
"Molly, let us understand each other. Are you bent on skating?"
"I am. Though there is not the slightest reason why you should."
"The ice may be sufficiently thick in places, but it certainly is not all over, and, as you don't know where the weak points are, it will be at the risk of your life if you venture on it."
"It is strong enough to bear me, though it is very possible that it may not be strong enough to bear you also. So, if you do not desire to add to the risk on which you are so insistent, you will not force on me your company."