“How?”

“You kissed me.”

“Never—what an awful thing to say!”

“But you did—twice—don’t you remember?”

“Oh, well, it doesn’t matter. If I did it wasn’t at all like—like—”

“Like that—”

“No—I didn’t think anything about it.”

“And now you’ll never leave me, and I’ll never leave you.”

They sat on the fallen tree.

“And to think of that old—”