"Oh come now," she says. "Stay with me." Mary gives him her doe eyes, the one that men always seem to fall for. Surely he can't resist that. "I'll come with you if you have things to do around the farm. I've missed you all day."

Mary squeezes his hand and leans into his shoulder. She doesn't even mind if he's sweaty. She just wants to be with him right now, and later that evening at dinner too.