“Would there be room in the boat for me to ride to shore with you?” she begged. “I know it’s silly, but there is America so close to me for the first time in my life – I can’t bear not to set my foot upon it!”
“How does it look to you?” he questioned. Kit hesitated. She didn’t want to admit how disappointing she found this first glimpse of America."
Her vision of America "The earthen wall of the fortification that faced the river was bare and ugly, and the houses beyond were no more than plain wooden boxes."
“William said he was starting to build his house, didn’t he? What more could you want him to say?”
"This is the witch of blackbird pond"
“You can read that?” he questioned, with the same amazement he had shown when she had proved she could swim. “How did you learn to read when you say you just ran wild like a savage and never did any work?”