"Nothin'," she said, and she drew him to her and kissed him again.
"I wish I was older," he exclaimed presently.
"Why?"
"Because I could marry you, then, and we'd go away and see all the places in the world...."
"I'd rather go to Portrush for my honeymoon," she said. "I went there for a trip once!"
"We'd go to Portrush too. We'd go to all the places. I'd take you to England and Scotland and Wales, and then we'd go to France and Spain and Italy and Africa and India and all the places."
"I'd be quaren tired goin' to all them places," she murmured.
"And then when we'd seen everything, we'd come back to Ireland and start a farm...."
She sat up and smiled at him. "An' keep cows an' horses," she said.
"Yes, and pigs and sheep and hens and ... all the things they have. Ducks and things!"