"I shall never understand," he said, but he began to laugh too.
"I will tell you. In the first place, I shall never be angry with you again—never! Do you believe me, Gilbert?"
"Of course I do," he answered, having nothing else to say.
"Very well. But if I ever should be—"
"But you just said that you never would be!"
"I know; but if I should—just once—then take me in your arms, and say nothing, but kiss me as you did that day by the river."
"I understand," he said. "Are you angry now?" But he was laughing.
"Almost," she answered, glancing sideways in a smile.
"Not quite?"
"Yes, quite!" And her eyes darkened under the drooping lids.