“N-no, I don’t think so.”
“How sad. And mine, if they had not been removed, would have burned so ardently.”
“What’s ardently?”
“You know, hotly, pas—— No.” This was awkward. “But I like your eyes, whether they are brown or blue.”
“You are really quite nice, John, an’ I think I like you.”
“No more than that?”
“Perhaps.”
And his hand was in hers. Better to ignore it at first.
“Perhaps?”
“Well, I don’t know.”