“Why, if as you say, it was only I—?”
Bob was silent.
“Did—did she ask you to?”
Bob did not answer.
“You don’t answer?” The violet eyes studied him discerningly.
“All I can say is I did kiss her.” He would not betray jolly little pal.
The violet eyes looked satisfied. “You have answered,” she said. “I think I understand the situation thoroughly.”
Bob impetuously wanted to demonstrate once more that she was really she—that it wasn’t a dream—but she held him back and looked into his eyes. “You’ve said a good many things,” said Miss Gerald. “But there’s one you haven’t.”
“What?”
“It’s one you really ought to ask, after all this demonstration.”