"Oh, I am stronger than I look," she said with a smile. "Takes a lot ta carry a babe about and carry on a job as a maid. Not that I am complainin' one bit, mind ye." And she wasn't. She was flourishing there. She had never been happier, to tell the truth, and then she realized that ever since Edward had declared their friendship, she had been happy just to be around him. He didn't need to know that she wished he would look at her the way a man looked at a woman, but she also knew he was off in his own world in many ways still and wouldn't be looking her way like that any time soon.