"Sure, I'm telling nothing but the truth!" he protested, grinning - partly just to see her blush. "Yer a lovely little thing, Amy. Twould be a sin to say otherwise."
Then he relented and turned the subject. "Where would ye like to walk to? I was thinking - tis a folly not so far that way - " he pointed " - with a grand view o' the town. Means climbing a few steps, but...?" He trailed off hopefully, trying to hint at the fact that Mr Wilkins might not feel like climbing all those steps with them...