“To try to get some real fresh air into my lips.”
“It is not very fresh. There is quite a fog coming on.”
“Ah! But it’s free air. I feel all the better just for kissing you. But why do you never take me?”
“It is against the rules.”
“But why can you go, and not I?”
“I’m sure I don’t know. See, I have brought you some sweets,” and Mariana held out a very pretty box containing a delicious assortment of chocolates.
Rosalie took it, somehow more touched than she liked to show by this simple little act of graciousness.
“Come and sit with me after tea, and let us eat them together.”
“I am afraid I cannot. I am always busy in the evening.”
“What are you doing?”