"Had to be. Had to make sure it fit in hopes ye'd one day say yes ta me," he buried his face into the crook of her shoulder and planted a kiss there. "I love ye, Molly. Always have, always will." He paused and then pulled back to gesture toward the stack of awful letters he'd gotten in response to his ad. "Thankfully, I didn't use me name. I'm sure t'wouldn't be hard ta find me out, ain't many of us butchers here that I know of. I just... thought me hopes were for ought."