| Before Time Page Four |
| Music : Dream Weaver |
| It seemed only minutes, yet in his reverie, Bowman noticed the dusk lowering on them. She seemed asleep, and he didnae wish to disturb her. An occasional sob escaped her, tho he niver wanted to see her in sorrow, he couldnae but reflect how dear she must have found him. It was a wonderment to his last days. |
| He gently stroked her cheek and softly whispered to her. He didnae want to wake her to fright. |
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| He rose and averted his eyes, for her frock had lifted and his mind began to wander to places he dare nae go now.. She was lovely, so very lovely. He stretched out his hand to help her up, slipped his arm gently about her waist and slowly, aye reluctantly. led her through the familiar pathway leading to her home nearer the village. As the sun continued to dim on the day, with heart pounding, he asked again. 'Are ye sure Maire, are ye sure ye'll have me as yer husband ?' She glanced into his eyes, ready to nod in assent. Instead, she boldly put her fingers across his lips and in her sauciest manner replied. 'Hush yerself now . Aye Mister Bowman, and I'll be pleased if ye nae doubt me words again ' He straightened for a minute, looked deeply into her eyes and said ' We'll see yer Ma then ' He tenderly tucked her cloak about her And led her from the orchard to the path that led to the village. |
| On the way back they would pass near the newly enhanced cottage. He pondered whether to stop and show her. 'Would it be pleasing ? ' Aye, they would stop. If she was nae pleased, better to know now, so he could make any changes she wanted. |
| They reached the gate that closed it off from strange animals and ... aye. strange neighbors. It was adjacent to her Ma's land, but the distance was such that neither cottage could be seen by t'other. |
| There was a sharp intake of her breath as she saw the stone wall on the sun side, and the door. T'was rare enough ta have an Oaken door, but one fitted into an archway was only seen on the finest manors. |
| ' It pleases you then ? ' said Bowman, and secretly blessed the fay for leadin him ta a mason that could teach him well. |
| ' Will ye come inside then Maire ? Ye may have a look about, none will see ye, I'd nae have ye scandalized. ' |
| 'I'll lay a fire in the hearth, it'll be warm when I get back , |
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| 'Maire, love, we must be returnin ta the village, tis drawin on dusk.' Her eyes fluttered then opened wide. She reached to touch his face. 'Is it true then, Bowman ? Ye are here, I didnae dream me wishes ? ' He laughed in pure joy and kissed her brow. 'If tis nae true Maire, Ye've dreamed both our wishes ' |