hemighthave someaffection for her , but love ? paen swallowed and glanced toward the window , a myriad of memories running through his mind - avelyn chattering before himon hishorse ; covered in quail eggs he 'd knockedher into ; telling him angrily that of course she 'd thought he preferred thehard-packed earth to beddingher , else hewould have been in their tent ; herdejectionover hisnot bedding her ; her gleefullaughas she beat himat chess ; her earnest expression as she told him samson was very smart ; herbraveface as she denied she was inpain aftertheboulderhit her ; her passion-filledgazeas he made lovetoher ; her clutching a bit of linen infront of her as if itwould hide her nudity ... aye , he acknowledged .