"Susanne, I don't mind at all. Honestly I only wish it were true. You can do better though than the half a man that  am. You are lovely and kind, and pleasant and a wonderful cook. That young man is right . I was lucky and would have been even more lucky if you were actually mine.  I thank you Suzanne for sharing your home and your farm, and everything you have with one such as I.  I don't want to presume on your kindness, but I would love you if I thought it wasn't an imposition to do so. Everyday I keep my heart in check. The Lords been good to me Suzanne. The best day of my life was when I fell wounded in your back yard."<br/><br/>Robert finished his oats, and rinsed the bowl and spoon. "I'll be off to the field now to weed the beans."