“He did a very good impression of a stone column.”

“Khan Tegas never looked at me. I'm a mucker maid. I guess I needed to be reminded of that. So, good. Fine. Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.”

“You saw my leg?""How can a man help what he sees?" he said. "And, if I could add, you possess a very fine leg.”

“No small thing, a bee's stingWhen it enters the heartNot so benign, the growing vineWhen it tears stone apart”

“My ma says You can't unspill a stew.""She also says Undoing a wrong is greater than doing a right.""You know, Ma is very good at saying two things at once.”

“Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.”

“You forgot to cough!” he said.“Sorry.” She coughed.“Your sneakiness is dangerous. Next time that chisel will lodge itself in my head.”“Now, Peder, there’s plenty of stone around here for carving. No need to practice on your own face.”He stroked his chin. “You’re right, my jaw is already chiseled to perfection.”She agreed, but she felt too silly to say so aloud.”