“You said it yourself,” she sobs. “The one thing you can never have. I won’t. I can’t.”
“Stop crying, dearest. Please. I can’t hear you when you talk like that. Darling, darling, I’m so sorry I made you cry. I’m so glad. Kiss me. You must, darling. It’s the only other thing to do. Alice, you know it is. Kiss me. If you won’t talk.... We must, dear.”
“Yes,” she says.
Take her in your arms.
5. I’M BAD
TYPE:
The very young man with all distinguishing characteristics still in extremely early stages.
SUBJECT:
Any nice girl under fifteen years.
APPARATUS: