"Oh, Terry!" The gas was turned low, but Theresa could see the beauty of her pose.
"You're very late."
"Don't be cross. I can't bear it. Terry! Theresa! I'm so happy that I want to cry!"
"Why don't you, then? I shan't mind. And for Heaven's sake be quick and come to bed."
"I did hope you would be in a nice temper, and you're horrid." She sat on the bed and laid her cheek against Theresa's. "You really must be good to me to-night."
"I suppose you've engaged yourself again?" Her tone was hard at the thought of love-making.
Grace withdrew her caress. "I have never been engaged before," she said distinctly.
"Then you've told me lies, twice. A good thing I didn't believe them!"
"You're hateful! You know the other times were only folly."
"Yes, I knew, but I didn't know you did. I shouldn't tell anyone else about this if I were you. It won't last long."