And then his physical eyes took in again the slimness of her, seized upon the alluring smallness of her and the fact that he could have tossed her to the ceiling without great effort.
And yet he saw her as one sees a goddess.
"No, I won't ask you questions, when you look at me like that," he said, finding his tongue.

"I won't ask you what this price is that Kedsty may demand, because you're not going to pay it.

If you won't go with me, I won't go.

I'd rather stay here and be hung.

I'm not asking you questions, so please don't shoot, but if you told me the truth, and you belong in the North, you're going back with me--or I'm not going.
I'll not budge an inch." She drew a deep breath, as if something had greatly relieved her.