He looked at her, then suddenly he drew her into his arms, and she let her head rest for an instant on his shoulder; but only for an instant. Then she exclaimed and was erect and all propriety.
“You forget where we are, dear,” she said.
“I don’t care about that,” he replied, and then glancing swiftly about in all directions, he kissed her.
“Morley!” she cried, and her cheeks went red, a new and happy red.
They sat there, looking at each other.
“You didn’t consider, you didn’t really consider her pretty, did you?” Amelia asked.
“Why, Amelia, what a question!”
“But you didn’t? Don’t evade, Morley.”
“Oh well, now, she’s not bad looking, exactly, but as for beauty—well, she’s rather what I’d call handsome.”
“Handsome!” Amelia exclaimed, drawing back.