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“Your face is my heart, Sassenach. And love of you is my soul.”

“This is her place, no?” He said quietly… “she will be born here, she’ll live here.” “Thats right…this will be her country.” Hers, in a way it could never be mine or his, no matter how long we might live here. “I dinna wish to fight, or to have ye ever in danger, Sassenach, but if there is a bit I can do…to build, maybe, to make it safe, and a good land for her…it would please me.”

Might there be common ground for them, a historian and an engineer? He facing backward to the mysteries of the past, she to the future and its dazzling gleam? …. Perhaps it didn’t matter that they faced in opposite directions — so long as they faced each other.