It was Maurice who spoke first:
"Jenny, I've been an idiot, and spoilt the evening. Do forgive me, Jenny," he cried, burying his face in her shoulder. "My vile temper wouldn't have lasted a moment if I could just have been kissed once; but Castleton got on my nerves and the waiter would hover about all the time and everybody enraged me. Forgive me, sweet thing, will you?"
Jenny abandoning at once every tradition of obstinacy, caught him to her.
"You silly old thing."
"I know I am, and you're a little darling."
"And he wasn't ever going to see me again. What a liberty! Not ever."
"I am an insufferable ass."
"And he wished he'd never met me. Oh, Maurice, you do say unkind things."
"Were you nearly crying once?" he asked. "When I gave you the brooch?"
"Perhaps."