"I'll make it."
"Never fast, though, I'm sure."
Then he kissed her—and it wasn't at all a brother's kiss this time.
"There!" he cried. "I've found it already. I've made it beat, too—beat fast. I'm going to keep it—forever!" And he kissed her again.
When he released her she was panting. "I wouldn't have believed it!" she gasped, her eyes shining. "You are a miracle-worker. I can feel it myself now. But don't give it back to me ever, ever!"
And then she kissed him.
For a long, long moment—she sitting, he kneeling, their cheeks warmly close—a delicious silence enwrapped them. The sweetest of all emotions was at its flood!
Eventually it was Nina who spoke, happy tears in her violet blue eyes. "I do hope you are not going to weep," she said.