`` you mean that poor girl who dresses like a boy ? '' not ever , '' he whispered against her ear , sending shivers down her spine . his breath caught and he looked down at her hand resting on his bent knee . still i tried again , pushing farther into the countryside . but it does have to be an honest one . '' abner marsh turned the books over in his hands . `` maybe he would n't really throw you out of the hatch . '' greatly then did i regret my rifle . 