Ivy Walker: Why are you on this porch? There are other porches. Do you find me too much of a tomboy? I do long to do boy things, like the game the boys play at the stump. They stand with their back to the woods and see how long they can wait without getting scared. It’s so exciting. I understand you hold the record. It will never be beaten, they say. How is it you are brave when the rest of us shake in our boots? I saw you at the window. And no, I won’t tell you your color. Stop asking! When we are married, will you dance with me? I find dancing very agreeable. Why can you not say what is in your head?
Lucius Hunt: Why can you not stop saying what is in yours? Why must you lead, when I want to lead? If I want to dance I will ask you to dance. If I want to speak I will open my mouth and speak. Everyone is forever plaguing me to speak further. Why? What good is it to tell you you are in my every thought from the time I wake? What good can come from my saying that I sometimes cannot think clearly or do my work properly? What gain can rise of my telling you the only time I feel fear as others do is when I think of you in harm? That is why I am on this porch, Ivy Walker. I fear for your safety before all others. And yes, I will dance with you on our wedding night.
Ohh Dear Lord!!! Please Make My Trip Home Fast So I Can Eat Delicious Food!!!!
I Think They Make a Cute couple
I LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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