"Because I want to put my arms round your neck and kiss you again."
He showed her how. He showed her what he meant. She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes once more.
"When, without complaint, you take whatever is given you, that's the only grace for such a meal as that. Well--when we've said grace--then out we go again."
"In the garden?"
"Yes--to the Palazzo Capello in the Rio Marin."
"That's where your people live?"
"Yes. Well, perhaps, we take them out, or we go and sit in the garden. I expect father will want us to go and sit in the garden and see the things he's planted; and mother of course'll consent, though she'll be longing to go out to the Piazza San Marco and look at the lace in the shops under the Arcade."
"Well, then, I'll go out with her----" said Jill.
"If you go, I go," said John.
She laughed, and forced him to a compromise. He would stay in the garden for half an hour; it need not be more.