"You seem set on going back to England, and the Mahicans say that you should never return from a journey the same person." "Well," Nathaniel said, inclining his head. Nathaniel pulled up abruptly and laughed.
"Why?" said Elizabeth, raising her eyes to his with a critical but composed look. Now she would tell him to mind his own business, and he could put this woman out of his head. His hands jerked at his sides but he kept them where they were. "You've never been kissed, have you?" The white cloud of his breath reached out to touch her face.
He saw that she had never stood like this with a man, that she had never imagined doing so, and that she was flustered and even a bit frightened, but not unhappy to be here with him. Nathaniel saw in her face an overwhelming confusion. "Will you please say my name?" he said with an intensity which caused gooseflesh to rise on her arms.
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