“I thought so.” And he kissed her for several minutes.
“You look quite different,” murmured, Julia finally.
“I can look more so. Skates and worsted collars that take your ears off are infernally in the way.”
“Will you always joke?”
“My dear child, if I didn’t joke, I might really frighten you.”
Julia shivered. “I’ve been frightened for days. I knew this would come. If I’d been really wise, I’d have run away.”
“It wouldn’t have done you one bit of good. Never try that game. If you do, I’ll jump right up on the platform in Albert Hall and kiss you in the presence of ten thousand suffragettes—damnable word!”
“I believe you would.”
“I would.” And he kissed her again.
This time she didn’t respond, and he gave her a little shake. “Forget it. You’re to think of nothing but me this long day we have all to ourselves. Time enough in London for you to set up your ninepins for me to bowl over. You’ve shown what you can do. Lady Dark told me that you did nothing by halves, and you’ve just proved it. To-day for love. Do you hear?”