Leaning to the mirror for the adjustment of his collar button, he paused, regarding her reflection.
"Well now, what an idea! Of course we're in it, and the wonder to me is how we ever stayed out so long."
She reached up to yawn, her long white arms stretched above her head.
"Oh dear! oh dear! oh dear!" she said in what might have been the key of anything.
"Poor little girl!" he said. "I wish I could make it cooler for you."
"It isn't that."
"What then is bothering your little head?"
"I—oh, I don't know. I guess it's just the reaction after the excitement of the wedding."
He came back to kiss the same tendril at the nape of her neck.
"I'm glad it's over, too. Feels mighty good to settle down."